“There was a little sketch pad with a pink paper cover, a packet of handwritten notes in what looked like my grandmother's… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“Are you feeling any better?" I asked. He nodded. "A lot better. I think it's fine." I looked at his ankle. It still looked… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“At the top, I put the camera's viewfinder to my eye and slowly turned, the way my grandmother had taught me. From every vantage… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“At the edge of the lot, wildflowers had taken over, forming a thick border. I stopped to pick a bouquet of gold buttercups and… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“Yeah, this place needs a better-quality blueberry muffin." I raised a pointed finger. "And I could provide it." "You sound pretty sure of yourself,"… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“I grabbed a menu and looked at the selections. There were several tempting salads, including one with field greens, goat cheese, pecans, raisins, and… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“I have many wonderful memories of this days we had together. It would make me happy to know that at least a few of… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“I guess that's the lesson in all of this-not to be eighty years old, looking back on your life, wondering if you made the… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“His eyes were so bright and so blue, like the waters of the Caribbean, clear and deep and full of bright yellow fish and… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“I called it the garden room because it had a white wooden bed, pale green carpet, and wallpaper decorated with vines and flowers.” — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“I'll have a cup of coffee and one of your blueberry muffins." She sighed and looked at me. "Your grandmother was such a good… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
“Her walk-in closet greeted me with the smell of lavender. Hanging rods held Chanel suits and sale-rack department store dresses side by side. Shelves… — Mary Simses Copy Share Image
