Liam
Morning coffee and eggs on the screened-in porch with Denise has always been one of my favorite ways to start my day. Since I retired from Heaven Hill, it’s become the only way to start my day.
“Sorry they’re a little more done than you like. Someone was distracting me.” Denise grins over her coffee cup.
A wolfish grin answers hers. “Won’t apologize for it.”
“Never asked you to,” she responds with a wink.
This peace and quiet wasn’t something I knew I could have over thirty years ago. Now that I’m on the other side of sixty, I do my best to enjoy every single one of the moments I cherish. We go back to eating and that’s when both our cell phones begin buzzing.
Denise sighs. “That’s either good or bad news.”