It was dark when we shepherded my 90-year-old mom out to my husband’s brand-new car. I held her elbow as she navigated the curb, slipping ever so slightly. I breathed a sigh of relief when she was safely buckled in the front seat. Mom giggled in delight as Charlie showed off all the bells and … Continue reading Never too old for a red car
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