husband. He held her elbow as she stepped off the curb.
“I have to tie my affairs together.”
I looked away and pulled Walter’s bank card from my purse. Recently, I had begun to carry it around with me.
“Not yet,” I whispered, and tucked it back inside.
***
That Sunday, I went to the church potluck with lipstick on and a casserole I’d almost burned.
Adele found me near the coffee table. “Mama, you’re sweating.”
“Doris made the coffee strong enough to give me heart palpitations, sweetie.”
Jeremiah appeared beside
