You didn't plan it. You never imagined it could, or would happen to you in your lifetime. But, here you are, dear widow, blank as a slate, sitting at a kitchen table, studying the knob on the bread drawer. Your husband is dead, and in addition to feeling like a Pitiful Pearl Doll, all sad and blue, you find yourself needing to get out the house.

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