After My Husband’s Funeral I Stayed Silent On The …

now. The grief was still there.

It would always be there. But layered on top of it was something sharper. Not anger exactly, purpose. Karen called a locksmith.

I said. She changed the locks on a house that’s legally mine. Yes, Patricia said. What do I do?

Patricia leaned forward. That depends. What do you want to do? I thought about Michael’s letter.

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