A STORY
Ready to copy my
favorite dessert recipe down for a friend, I searched for my bright pink card I
had placed on the coffee table. Glancing on the floor, I saw a shred of paper
in just that color. The dog had eaten all but a few words, nothing to help me
recall the preparations. He got the last taste, I have the memories. As my
neighbor taught me in her great wisdom, “Now I have a story to tell.”
~Marie T.
Morrison~
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