A Gray Cat Walked Into Church and Sat in One Empty Pew! The Priest Knew Exactly Who Was Missing…

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Rebecca smiled. “Exactly.”

In April, the parish held a small gathering six months after Helen’s death. It was not a memorial service. Rebecca had refused anything solemn enough to require flowers.

They served coffee and oatmeal cookies because Helen had once written beside Iris’s name that she preferred them soft. Louise brought store-bought lemon continue reading …