Even when things end badly, there are radiant moments or experiences with failed loves that are permanently written into one's history. Strawberries. Whenever they came into full season in spring, she remembered the day he brought her the strawberries. They were meeting at two and then driving out into the country. She'd had a harried morning in town. Her head was full of irrelevant stuff and tizzy when his car pulled to the curb in front of her. Reaching forward, she opened the door without ...
Published on September 20, 2009 22:12