Close the Door

By October 5, 2002One Comment

As I closed the back door this afternoon, my mother, always a fusser, frantically called out of the car window at me. I dropped everything I was carrying, pulled open the door again, shuffled outside and strained to hear her above the car engine.
And what was this gem of information she desparately needed to tell me?
“Don’t forget to close the door, dear.”

One Comment

  • ginny the virgin says:

    U do remember leaving the front door swinging in the wind at Home Way,…? Luvly to have U back on line.

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