“Widder Jones is mah name. I had another name oncet upon a time. Jamie called me Lil Sis when we was a-courtin. Lordie, how I loved that man.”

I watched a tear fall down her wrinkled cheek.

“I’m sorry, Miz Jones. Can I get you a drink of water?”

“Nah, Missie-girl. I’s fine. I’s fine. I’s jus missin mah Jamie today somethin fierce. He was a good man, that un. A mighty good man.”

I patted the old woman’s temples and smoothed her brow. “I’m sure he loved you, too, Miz Jones. You rest sweet now. We’ll talk more later.”
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VV’s 100 word challenge this week is TEMPLES – as in that place on your head, either side of your eyes. The above 100 words are mine . . . where are yourse?