Twelve Days After My Husband Died, My Neighbor Stripped Every Fruit Tree Bare—Then She Told Me Why
That was different.
PART 28 — I GET ANGRY AT PATRICK
For the first month after his death, I could not be angry with Patrick.
He was dead.
Dead people become fragile in memory.
Then one afternoon I found myself furious.
Why had he never explained more about Brenda?
Why tell me only:
“We dated once”?
Why omit that they had still been together when he met me?
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