For a moment, he felt tempted to take his belongings and drive home to his cabin. He was eager to try the new bow staves, and village fairs had always...been a mixed bag for him. Whilst exciting and offering fun, he would also be subject to ridicule once the village youths were drunk enough.The friendliness he encountered on this day made him change his mind. It was almost funny how many people spoke kindly to him. It seemed to him that his confrontation with Greta had won him friends in. “Sandra R. Moore, Beloved Wife and Mother.”I don’t remember the graveside service or the wake that followed. One family member or another was at my side the whole time. When it was over I went home, only to be completely reminded of her presence. It took three months before I finally allowed her things to be packed up. I’d taken the pillowcase she’d slept on the last night of her life and sealed it, bringing it out on her birthday and our anniversary, inhaling her scent until it finally faded. More

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