Saying goodbye to friend past her prime sad, confusing




My computer screen blacked-out.

So I did what any normal writer would do. I jumped on top of my kitchen table and screamed, “Nooooooooooo!”

I actually knew it was coming. So did ’Band (my new nickname for the husband.)

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