Five days after the funeral, she drove up into the Appalachians to the cabin. She hadn't been here since ... well, since Peter had grown ill a year ago. There just hadn't been time for such things. The past twelve months had been a roller coaster--all those ups followed by such disheartening downturns, and just as they were learning to cope with the lows, then along came more highs to make their spirits soar, even if only for a day or two or three.
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published on November 30, 2003