She thought of when they first met, 50 years earlier. She was so attracted to him. His looks, his intellect, his ambition. But most of all, his kindness.
She heard him stir upstairs. She heard him come down the steps, go into the kitchen and pour himself a cup of coffee. She heard him pull out a chair and sit down at the table.
Robert didn’t come into the family room or wish Linda good morning. She wondered where his kindness had gone.