I was a disappointment to my parents. They never said so, but sometimes walking into a room, where I heard a whispering conversation seconds before an embarrassed silence descended. My mother was always the first to recover. “There you are, dear; your father and I were just discussing we should …
Then the clock on her office wall stopped at 3:15 PM every day. She replaced it and that clock stopped every day at 3:15… every day. She took the clock down and didn’t put up another. Every day she noticed the clock at 3:15 PM. No matter where she was or what she was doing. There were days when she didn’t think of him at all until 3:15 PM.
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