EpilogueYou might be wondering why I’m recounting these events from so long ago.
I’ve only recently worked up the nerve to go through Ava’s things.
They’ve dredged up a lot of memories.
Memories that made me appreciate again just how fortunate I’ve been.
Ava and I had more than fifty good years together. How many people get even a fraction of that?
Truth be told, I just needed to get some of this off my chest... get it out in the open. Ava and I hid our relationship, even from those closest to us, for most of our lives.
Oh, it’s not as if these people were stupid, as if they didn’t know.
But, it was never discussed or even acknowledged. At least not until late... very late in life.
Hell. We never even held hands in public until Ava was in her seventies and I was in my sixties.
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