SHE TOLD HIM SHE LOVED HIM
Carol’s husband was killed in an accident last year. Jim, only fifty-two, was driving home from work. The other driver was a teenager with a very high blood-alcohol level. Jim died instantly. The teenager was in the emergency room less than two hours. There were other ironic twists: It was Carol’s fiftieth birthday, and Jim had two plane tickets to Hawaii in his pocket. He was going to surprise her. Instead, he was killed by a drunken driver. “How have you survived this?” I finally asked Carol a year later. Her eyes welled up with tears. I thought I had said the wrong thing, but she gently took my hand and said, “It’s all right, Debbi. I want to tell you… The day I married Jim, I promised I would never let him leave the house in the morning without telling him I loved him. He made the same promise. It got to be a joke between…
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