My friend died a couple of weeks ago. She was in her nineties, lived a good long life. She was my husband’s family friend whom I got to know the year I had a new baby and my husband’s mother took me and my eight month old up to her friend’s house in Maine while my husband travelled for work. Her husband is a filmmaker, my friend, and he traveled often a…
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