I awoke with a start,then became aware ofthe clamor from myTV. Instantly I reducedthe volume. Don’t want to disturbMom, I thought, andI was mindful of thelate hour. Then I gazed throughthe open door, downthe hall at Mom’s roomand discovered thather door was shut. Then it all came backto me. Mom had died,more than four yearsago. … Continuar leyendo “A Hole in My Heart” by Bill Tope