A story from Friday, February 25, 2011

How Would You Know?

“How would you know?” she asked. I took her to the cemetery. The headstone was weathered. Beloved husband. Beloved wife. She took my hand.

  • written by: <span class="post-meta-key">Ken Plinke</span>

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