Old Lady – 7

I asked Miss Ellis a question I had held in the back of my throat for nearly two decades. I asked her if she was lonely.

She looked at me.

“No.  I always have me.”


The silence went on for a few minutes.

Then she looked at me, and began to speak.

“When I was twenty there was a couple in their sixties who had been married for about forty years.  Then the husband died. When he died he took her soul with him.”

I didn’t expect to hear that.


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