Uncle Ray’s Full Parking Lot: When Love Arrives Only After Death

the woman at the pharmacy counter.

Not a corporation. Not a brand. Just a place in town where people picked up what kept them alive.

Marisol was the one who had started asking Ray, “Do you have someone who checks on you?”

Marisol was the one who had noticed his hands trembling when he tried to sign the receipt.

Marisol was the one who had once walked him continue reading …