She told me that at first it was all about his image; that’s why he tried to fight the divorce... Later on, he realized that he actually loved her. It was a long way to recovery for the couple, and it took two years of wooing and apologizing before she agreed to come back home. Since then, they were happy, and Mr. Walter showed his remorse day in and day out, until he died.
He died at fifty-nine. Mrs. Walter never remarried. She was now in her late eighties.
“It’s okay. I got over him and I no longer want him. Not like I used to,” I assure her, pulling myself from my thoughts.
She grabs my hand in a gentle hold and leads me to my favorite table. “Sit right here, while I get you your favorite flavor.”
I smile at her, and she wobbles to the counter.
She owned this ice cream shop, which
