A Conversation Between Angels LXXXVI

“Happy Mother’s Day, Fran.”

“Oh thanks Laur.”

“I hope you’re not too lonely going through your first.”

“Oh I miss not having to cook.”

“I hear that.”

“And the kids coming by.”


And of course all the grandchildren eventually.”


“But you know what I might miss most of all?”


“The glass of wine when they all left.”