My Daughter-in-Law Said Christmas Was for Immediate Family, So I Quietly Changed My Will

passed. My watercolors improved, slowly, from embarrassing to merely bad, and I found I loved the class anyway, loved the smell of the paint and the company of the other students, most of them women my age, most of them starting over from some version of the same story. Ruth and I had lunch every Thursday. Spring came, and I went to Maine, and I sat continue reading …