Click to join the ranks.
Charlotte stares at the words. Now she is free to remarry, free to collect the insurance, to move on.
“You did the right thing, mom. Dad would want you to do this, to move on.”
One way or another, that is probably true. The chance that he will appear at the door some Tuesday afternoon, with some crazy true story of where he’s been, hoping she would wait for him….
Wordless, Charlotte turns the legal document face down, stands up, and walks away.
Thanks for yet another inspiring prompt from Ted and Rochelle.
In memory of my dad who died in summer of 2019 and whose ashes may or may not be spread in a favorite spot not far from his house, depending on who’s asking. Of course, it is technically illegal to scatter ashes that way. Of course, he would want us to do it. If we did it. I admit to nothing.