What started as a fun weekend ended up with tragic events.
I left for Montreal on Friday for a school reunion and spent the evening with five women I haven’t seen in years. We had a blast at one of them and stayed until three in the morning drinking, eating, chatting and laughing. A real slumber party.
The next morning I woke up to a phone call announcing my dear aunt’s death in New York. She was eleven years older than me, more like a sister. She had heart troubles, but we didn’t expect things to go so fast. I changed my ticket and the next day I flew to NY instead of going home. My husband brought my Mom who can’t walk without a walker or a wheelchair. My Mom was devastated by her little sister’s death, a sister ten years younger. We spent Monday at the funeral home for the wake. Today we attended the funerals. It was a gorgeous spring day in NY. Flowers were everywhere.
While helping my Mom up the steps of the church, I felt my knee cracking. I put ice on it tonight and swallowed Advil. We are flying back tomorrow and I will deal with my knee when I’m home although I hope the pain goes away by itself.
As I checked my e-mail for the first time in three days I found a picture of my book cover for FRENCH PERIL due on June 19, 08.