I pulled up and parked under that same weepy tree that I always park under. A small red car was parked under the next tree down. I could see a female silhouette sitting in the driver’s seat. How long had she been here? Was she leaving? I wondered of her story as I put my car in park, grabbed a Kleenex and began the walk. Cool today with a bit of overcast, the grass was still damp from an earlier sprinkle. My Birkenstocks I was wearing were not keeping my toes dry! But it wasn