Found it under her mattress. Wasn’t looking, just changing sheets.
Pages of song lyrics. Then drawings. Then letters, written like she was already gone.
I put it back. Exactly how I found it.
At dinner, she said, “Why are you being weird?”
“Burn the plans,” I said. “Keep the songs.”
Paul D’Arcy tells stories. All real. Most brief. You can read more at pauldrc.com.
Beautiful and tender, Paul!
❤️ Thank you so very much.
I’m sure that was a place she thought was safe.🤣
Thank you, Carol 🙏
This is great – unexpected and somehow sweet – you conveyed so much about the man’s character with so few words!
Thank you, Peggy 💔
Really beautiful-want to know more about these two
Thank you, Joanna.
They’re a pair, to be sure, aren’t they?
☺️
Changes the sheets & reads her poems? He’s a keeper!
Ha!
What is there left to say?