Margaret stood there in silence.
She didn’t argue.
She didn’t want a fight.
She simply picked up her suitcase and left.
Starting Over at Seventy
Margaret moved into her sister’s old trailer beside a quiet county road.
It was small.
The roof needed repairs.
The kitchen was barely large enough for two people.
But it was somewhere she could stay.
And for the first few days, she barely slept.
She missed Thomas.
She missed his voice.
She missed the way he laughed at his own jokes.
Most of all, she missed the strange feeling of finally getting to live the life they had once imagined as teenagers.
Now it was gone.
Margaret tried to keep herself busy.
She cleaned the trailer.
She watered the plants outside.
She washed clothes and hung them on a line beside the road.
But memories followed her everywhere.
One afternoon, she was hanging a white sheet on the clothesline when she heard the sound of tires on gravel.
