Posted February 10, 2018 in Sacred Stories

You’re Gonna Do Great Too

Sacred Stories

Her husband had recently passed. She was in bed, not quite asleep yet, when the downstairs door opened.

She heard the scuffing off of shoes then the pitter-patter of stocking-clad feet coming up the carpeted stairway.

She felt him sit at the side of the bed, just like he always did.