“Six on a Swing”

I never met a woman named Sally Carson, yet she’s been with me every day for more than 25 years. While dining with my mother at a coffee shop in Manchester-by-the-Sea, I watched her abandon our conversation, her gaze suddenly transfixed on a nearby painting. The subject of her infatuation was a watercolor of several children on a swing. I found it odd, for my mother was not … [Read more...] about HOW THEY MET: The woman I never met