Beauty in the Struggle: The Silent Voice of a Widow

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m not to want me around. Peggy was my stepcousin; we were not close or an

g up here. This is not

not paying attention to the TV. I was looking at him but always looking away when he looked in my direction. I wanted to sit closer to him but did not want to be too forward. So, he sat on on

ly, I came out and told him. "I do not know if you realize thi

d, but I wasn't s

I have court tomorrow to finalize my divorce." I got up, gathered my t

gate, pull my truck through, get out, and lock it back up. Pull up to the house. I quietly sneak into the house, trying to be as quiet as possible so no one would hear me, bu