The thought began with a carelessly placed bag of apples
falling from the counter and rolling to all corners of the kitchen floor. He then remembered months later finding
two that had been lost in the space between the refrigerator and the wall,
shriveled down to silver dollars.
She got so mad at him that day, and it was so damn
stupid. The entire time she knew
she had smelled something off, but he said she was fool-crazy.
Why was this the memory that had started him crying? Why, when there were so many others…
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