Wedding Photograph

This was a woman who’d wept noisily at her son’s graveside just yesterday.

And now she was suggesting he marry Harry’s widow!

“But Glad,” he began. “I hope you haven’t mentioned this to her…” He tailed off. It was all so awkward.

“She’ll be grateful,” she’d said. “Glad doesn’t have too long.” She raised her tired old eyes to his. “Before she’s showing.”

He must have looked dumbfounded.

She nodded her head, encouraging the suspicion. “That’s right. She’s having a baby. And of course, it isn’t Harry’s.” Her face twisted in grief.

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