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Hello, Irene
Shortly after she moved into The Place, Alice learned that a 107-year-old woman lived there. Irene once had a dinner partner, also named Irene (aged 104), but the younger Irene had recently died,...
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In the Gloaming
Last week was rough on Alice–a trip to ER with heart problems, a two-day stay in the hospital, and a bout with flu when she got back home. All this has made her anxious, sad, and thoughtful. She called...
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Saturday Night and Sunday Morning
“Well, it’s Saturday night,” Alice told me on the phone last night, “so to celebrate I drank a bottle of Gatorade I found in the back of the refrigerator. It didn’t do much for me.” She remembered that...
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April, Come She Will
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. -Victor Hugo It must be spring. Alice’s fancy has turned to love. First, there was something in the news...
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Trouble – Part Three: The Case of the Missing Wig
At seven o’clock one recent morning, Alice called to report that her wig had been stolen, the very wig she’d just told Nadine she was considering buying, but which she actually already had in her...
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