“I want you to do it for you. You will do it and send David pictures so that he can see for himself what a fool he is.”
“I don’t know how to live without him, Mimi.” There was fear in her voice, and Mimi felt the same fear.
What if she couldn’t help Grace through this? She’d failed her own daughter. What if she failed her granddaughter, too?
She punched her way through it.
“You know what I’ve always said—a man is icing on the cake, that’s all. And with all the new research on the dangers of sugar, maybe you’re better off without.”
“You can’t possibly understand. You’ve never been in love. You can’t imagine what it feels like to lose it.”
Mimi felt pain slice through her. She knew exactly how it felt. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking you can’t survive without David. Life might be tougher, and different, but you will find a way.”
She’d found a way. There had been times when she’d thought that living without him might kill her, but it hadn’t. A broken heart, she’d discovered, was rarely fatal. Instead, it inflicted a slow, painful torture.
Mimi was too old to do many things but remembering was one skill she hadn’t lost. She often thought about him. Of dancing late into the night, strolls along cobbled streets wrapped in the darkness of Paris, long nights entwined together with the open window letting in the breath of wind and street noise.
Was he still alive? Did he ever think of her?
Did he consider her the love of his life or his biggest mistake?
Grace fumbled for her bag. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be doing this to you. You shouldn’t have to deal with this.”
“I’m providing a sympathetic ear and a shoulder, that’s all.”
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