She had a tremble to her, the inner tremble you could feel with just a hand on her shoulder. I saw her in a grocery store. Had not seen her in some months.
I asked about her kids and husband, and when I did, her eyes watered, her chin quivered, and the story spilled out. He’d left her.
After twenty years of marriage, three kids, and a dozen moves, gone.Traded her in for a younger model. She did her best to maintain her composure but couldn’t.The grocery store produce section became a sanctuary of sorts.
Right there between the tomatoes and the heads of lettuce, she wept. We prayed. Then I said, “You’ll get through this. It won’t be painless.
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