I Left My House Empty Three Days Before Christmas

before because there had been too much present-time in front of me. But there, with sand in my shoes and my coat buttoned wrong, I talked to him in my head like I used to in the first year after he died.

Well, I finally did it.

You were right about them.

You’d be smug as hell today.

I stood there until the coffee went cool.

Then I went back to the inn and continue reading …