Same little garden behind the kitchen.
She stopped wearing perfume.
Stopped buying dresses unless she absolutely needed one.
And she certainly wasn’t interested in dating.
Then Richard appeared.
Mom met him at a gardening club.
She was seventy-two.
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Same little garden behind the kitchen.
She stopped wearing perfume.
Stopped buying dresses unless she absolutely needed one.
And she certainly wasn’t interested in dating.
Then Richard appeared.
Mom met him at a gardening club.
She was seventy-two.
“You’re my girlfriend, not my wife.” Jenna knocked softly on the door, and I let her in, my heart still heavy from Marcus's words.…