The Game of Solitaire
The Game of Solitaire Don’t you just wish you had written that obituary? Time: a waterfall of love and peace splashing on the reef of life. These were his thoughts as they placed the flowers on the casket. Could they tell he had already found another body to keep him warm in the winter of his life? There is no shame in not wanting to live without the company of a woman. But shouldn’t there be a time to think about the loss. Men are different in that respect, they fear the cold solitude of the morning after.