I’ll see you New Year. A message interrupted my silent phone an hour before midnight. A grin enthroned my face right before my mother-in-law entered the living room with two glasses of hot chocolate and sent her understanding smile to me. Bashfully, I took a glass and we sat side by side looking at old photos of her son’s.
Five minutes to midnight, another text came in. My husband texted me, I read it perplexedly. The doorbell rang before I understood the situation. Two officers stood there. I stunned holding my phone with the word goodbye. Fireworks broke the midnight.
Five minutes to midnight, another text came in. My husband texted me, I read it perplexedly. The doorbell rang before I understood the situation. Two officers stood there. I stunned holding my phone with the word goodbye. Fireworks broke the midnight.
