She played bridge with her friends more than once a week, and they all scrambled to be on her team. Did it matter that she was almost 105 and they were all in their eighties? No, it did not. She won yesterday, and went home to enjoy some crackers after her victory. She couldn't spread the jam correctly, and then she couldn't move.
Today, just four days after Elaine's death, Janet's cards sit next to her on the hospital table. She can't reach them, but at least she might be able to one day.
Two wonderful, dynamic women. They met at my wedding and liked each other.
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