husband.
For a moment it seemed pointless, this annual pilgrimage to a home
that continued to reject me, and I wondered if I should go. Then I
received another message, this one from Aunt Angie. She said Grandpa
had canceled his plans for the next day, and was refusing even to go to
the temple, as he usually did on Wednesdays, because he wanted to be
at home in case I came by. To this Angie added: I get to see you in
about twelve hours! But who’s counting?
- The italicized language in the description of the referenced exchange is paraphrased, not
directly quoted. The meaning has been preserved.