Halfway home a car stopped and the man asked if I was okay and what happened. I told him what I did and wanted to get home and have a bath. Turns ou... he knows my mother and me,but I didn't remember him.Mr. Robertson was his name, and was a widower with grown k**s.He told me to put my bike in the trunk and get in the car. Doing as I was told, I put the bike in the trunk and climbed in the car. He said he'd bring me to his house to get washed up and clean my clothes before I went home. When. Entranced by her lilting, melodious voice, I remained silent.When we entered my split level, she moved through the first few rooms like a whirlwind, peering at this and examining that. There really wasn't much to look at in my sparsely decorated abode. When I had moved here after the death of my wife of thirty years, most of our belongings went into storage in the attic. Too many of them spawned memories that were too much of a grim reminder of just how much I had lost.As she skipped from place. More

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