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April 2, 2019
Rio Chama, New Mexico
Myriam had arrived at the shrine a half hour before Ramsey and with a troubled mind. She could not remember a tougher time in her life. There had been the divorce and the trouble at the University of Oregon, but nothing like this. She was feeling sorry for herself when she sat down on one of the benches near the cottonwood tree. The climb had been slow and painful. Her right leg throbbed and she was exhausted. She had wanted to tell Hiram about the diagnosis but was afraid he would abandon her. So much of their life together had been the joyful exploration of the world through long walks.
Three months ago she had been told by her doctor that she had early-stage Parkinson’s. No tremors yet, but a weakness in her leg made walking difficult and her b
