“I saw Sally in the butchers the other day.” “Oh yes.” “Yes, she’s really piling on the pounds.” “I noticed that. She told me that her doctor said that she had an underactive thyroid.” “Ha, and overactive knife and fork if you ask me.” “Yes, you are probably right.” “I am right. I’ve seen her in the sweet shop buying bars of chocolate. You know, those giant bars, not the little ones.” “Well, I suppose eating lots of choco...
Donna would tell she was in her late eighties, just not how late. She always had a smile and if she could get her hands on you, even a bigger hug. She had fallen and I went to the hospital to check on her As I got to the door. I heard voices. Thinking the doctor was with her I waited I heard Donna's voice begin to tell one of her many stories. Her words took me in as I closed my eyes and listened. She told of growing up...
