In My Driveway

Nighttime image of street and car like that in post by DC widow blog writer Marjorie Brimley

There he was, standing in my driveway. He was leaning just slightly against the garage door, grinning at me.  I hadn’t seen him in over a month, and it took a moment to sink in.  How was he here?  He was supposed to be far, far away.  How was he actually standing in my driveway? […]