Chapter 42
Bronchitis set in during the bitter months of January and February and through the beginning of spring when I started writing again. Writing always kept my mind busy even through the tough days.
The house was strangely quiet and abandoned without my mother and sister.
I spoke to Mom every day since she left Milestone, and her upbeat voice reminded me of our happier times, when life was simpler and more meaningful.
She told me she was enjoying her days at Meadowland Nursing Home. Her stories were rich in color and character and enthusiasm, especially when she’d enlighten me on how she’d play to win at bingo or rummy, taking fifty or hundred dollars from the other residents.
I’d ask her about her strategy, how she managed to win every Friday and Saturday night. She’d say, “Ev
