At 82, I Found

as if placing a knife on the counter.

“I’m sorry,” she said, though she did not sound sorry. “But somebody should have said it years ago.”

Frank’s voice hardened. “You can leave now.”

Diane stared at him.

Then she picked up her purse and left.

For the rest of the afternoon, Frank told himself she was grieving. People said cruel things when they grieved.continue reading …