Spiritual Biscuits

Dick and Nora

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She wanted to go to the marketplace, and how could he deny her? Thankfully, the ascent wasn’t too steep but it sure looked like it went on forever. Dick swung Nora’s wheelchair to face the path. He leaned around and his heart melted; she was smiling. She rarely smiled; only did so when they had company back home. He stifled regret at the passing of time, and the bitter hand that life had dealt them.

Dick pushed his ailing wife slowly, so that she could enjoy the surroundings. His heart ached; this would be their last holiday together.

He would miss Nora.


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