...Millicent Moffatt sneezed once more into her over-sized man’s handkerchief. It had been her husband’s. When he died several years ago, she laid claim to it and various other articles that belonged to him. She always thought it unfair that men could have such sturdy things and women’s had to be dainty. Millicent wasn’t a dainty person. Her husband had been the only one who made her feel that way. That was until Mike...
Copyright 2017 Lynn Lacher
No comments:
Post a Comment