Months after my 37-year-old husband dies, I discover the borrowed Vivaldi album tucked among our other LPs.
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Months after my 37-year-old husband dies, I discover the borrowed Vivaldi album tucked among our other LPs.
A chunky black snake with bright yellow splotches slithered through the grass towards me. Before the damn thing could slide up my leg, I ordered myself to run.