Monday, April 13, 2015

Book Series

March 2011. The month of her mastectomy. The "back room"-slash-office where she blogged got some new furniture. A corner unit for the computer. Shelves for books. Hers. The windows looked out on the garden. Still do. It's where she hung out. It's where the kids hang out. It's where she died. "How do you like my hotel room?" she said to visiting friends, who had come to give final good-byes. Personality is persistent, isn't it?











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