
Her townhouse was on the second floor and up a flight of stairs. Dennis and I each came bearing a bottle of wine. It’s what you do when invited over to an impromptu dinner. With people you don’t know. On vacation. Invited by people you don’t know. Two bottles felt right. A few days earlier Dennis and I were in the Clearwater/St. Petersburg Beach area of Florida on a vacation. Gulf side. We went to church services and arrived as hymns were being sung. We didn’t know a soul. We just ...

















