This little beach huddles along the Middle River. Here the river is frothy and snappy.
This particular day, I suddenly had rumination. A memory relating to Sue’s disappearance and death.
I remember the day we visited her friend, Maggie. We were brought into Maggie’s kitchen and were told that her friend was showering, so we waited until she was finished. Maybe had a cup of tea.
The next day we drove the many miles to the hospital where Sue visited her. I believe Maggie died a day or two later.
Sue did not die alone.