Evelyn with, was children.At first, they didn’t think much about it. But, when the months slipped into a few yearsand then into many years, they realized there was a problem. The doctors couldn’texplain it away. So, they had to just accept it as a cruel twist of fate that two people wholoved each other very much would not be able to demonstrate their love by leaving alegacy for their own children. Pity, for they did have much to love to give. Evelyn wasable to pass some of it on to the 3
graders she taught year after year and Henry heapedall
love on Evelyn.So, it was no wonder that she would wear that ratty old coat until the threads literallyfell off her back. It was one of the few thing left that she could wrap herself in to remindher of her beloved Henry. And secondly, but no less important, she couldn’t afford a newcoat. Henry had found another job, but it was far less financially rewarding than hissupervisory position at the mill. They struggled to make ends meet until the day he hadhis heart attack and his negligible life- insurance policy barely covered his funeralexpenses. Now, Evelyn subsisted on her meager Social Security check, living month tomonth and missing her Henry terribly.“Morning, Mrs. Murphy.”“Good morning, Dave,” Evelyn replied.“I think Spring is just around the corner, don’t you?”“I sure hope so. I used to love the snow when I was younger, but at my age, I can’twait to see it gone,” she admitted, knowing that the snow, along with the years, weremelting faster and faster. She suspected there would not be too many more winters beforeshe would be reunited with Henry. Not an unwelcomed thought, she smiled to herself.