Ch 17: Do You Want to Know?

My sister's friend Marcia reveals the truth about my life

A few months after Marcia and I first met at her home and she asked me to purchase a headstone for my sister and her dear friend, Marlee, I visited Marcia again. This time I had something to give her, instead of the other way around. I pulled out two photographs from my jacket pocket: one showed Marlee’s headstone and the other, the stone for Marlee’s father, Bob, both marking their graves. I placed them on the table in front of her.  

“Oh, they’re beautiful,” Marcia exclaimed. “Just what I imagined.” I thought I could detect a tear rolling down her cheek, but she wiped it away with one hand while she picked up the photo of Marlee’s headstone with the other. She pulled it to her chest and held it there, closed her eyes, and mouthed, “Thank you.”