Crow’s Feet
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Crow’s Feet

The Presence at the Foot of the Bed

My mother had been dead almost 20 years…

Photo by JP Valery-Unsplash

It was the first day of our river cruise from Amsterdam to Budapest. Already I was a mess. I am not an easy-going traveler, because I always anticipate that something is going to go wrong. I suppose I inherited my high strung nature from my mother, who fretted about everything.

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Mary McGrath

Top writer in humor, short stories, writing, advice and poetry. She’s written for Newsweek, Wall St. Journal, Good Housekeeping, and Chicken Soup for the Soul.