This morning, I turned my head toward the space heater, looking for Lucy.
I forgot, for just a moment, that Lucy died last week.
Later, I came in from an errand, looked upstairs, and called out, Luce!
I forgot, for just a moment, that Lucy died last week.
At the grocery, the clerk said, "Since my husband is out in his truck, my dog and I just stay in the bedroom with the space heater on."
"That's what my cat and I do, only in the study," I said.
I forgot, for just a moment, that Lucy died last week.
After the bank and the dump, I decided to take in the big picture: I drove out to Green's View. For a moment, the sun broke out, but the clouds tell a different story. It'll be cold again tonight.
And I'll wish Lucy could keep me warm.
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