Beatrice had always loved mystery novels. She decided to write one of her own and when she had completed it, she printed it and left it on the kitchen counter for her bickering adult children. She smiled to herself as she pictured them solving “The Password Mystery” after her death.
Lorraine Christie still enjoys drinking coffee and unscrambling word jumbles.
She never asks, but they tell her about their troubles at home.
The sister’s affair.
The bully at school.
The overbearing mother-in-law.
The brother who can’t seem to keep a job.
The parent who has been diagnosed with cancer.
They shed their worries as easily as she cuts their hair.
Lorraine Christie still enjoys drinking coffee and unscrambling word jumbles.
She sang in the shower
She kissed her spouse
She baked cookies with her children
She listened to her friend complain
She folded the laundry and swept the floor
She laughed at a silly joke
She walked the family dog
On the same day she went for her last jog.
Lorraine Christie enjoys drinking coffee while unscrambling word jumbles.