Friday, July 31, 2015

An evening and...

...The envelope
I took the envelope and thanked her. Like my mother, she is getting on in years. She has put on weight and colours her hair, which is not as thick as it once was. As I hugged her after taking the envelope, I sensed a certain sadness in her, which is remarkable given that she is a buoyant personality. Maybe I am imagining things, but I think the sadness was on my account.

No comments:

Post a Comment