I took Rosie’s crib apart myself.
My husband, David, had gone to the funeral home.
By the time he came back, the mattress was leaning against the garage wall and the crib was in pieces.
He stood in the doorway and stared.
“You did this?”
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I took Rosie’s crib apart myself.
My husband, David, had gone to the funeral home.
By the time he came back, the mattress was leaning against the garage wall and the crib was in pieces.
He stood in the doorway and stared.
“You did this?”
Account Number 0001I went to the bank in my gardening clothes. That was my first mistake, I suppose. It was a Tuesday in June.…