CarrollBlog 5.25

The old woman recently lost her husband. That's what the waitress tells me. I used to see them together in the cafe almost every day around four o'clock. Both of them handsome, well dressed, obviously happy in each other's company. They talked a lot and you often saw them laughing at something the other said. You could tell they'd had a nice long life together. He would always have coffee and some kind of big sweetie-- a slice of chocolate cake with a side order of whipped cream or the wonderful