The in-between world

The day Charles died,  I felt him at my left shoulder as I looked out onto the deck. I felt shudders through my body that I have never felt before.

This was back at our house on that Friday, just hours before I would find out about his suicide. I didn’t know he was dead yet. Still on the other side before you know. Blissfully naive. His dog felt it, too. That’s why Andy ran in circles that day. Both of us felt something and I swear if it was not for watching Andy go nuts, I would have thought … Read more...