The Wistful Dinner
The last thing Helen did for me in this world was ring the little silver dinner bell she kept on the sideboard, and the last thing I did for her was stand in the front hall with my coat half on and let those three quick notes go quiet in the November air, and I have spent every day since trying to decide whether a man's whole life can be built out of such a simple arithmetic, because I was...
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