The precious items are back in their home.
Last week a rendezvoux was arranged; the goodies delivered at the back of my car. It definitely was not a drug deal. Words were shared.
These candleholders she bought at a garage sale.
This is Charles. He was a gift from her husband during early days in their 20-year marriage.
This is Moose.
This is Raleigh (sp?) Monkey.
And these, the ashes of her twin sons.
"You saved my life," she said, with tears gently welling in her eyes.
Without further explanation, I await my next test in gratitude and grace.
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