As much as I dislike Valentine’s Day (what could be less romantic than a day that requires one to be so?) I have to say, it’s even worse to spend it apart from the love of your life.
Michelle had no real say in the timing of her trip to see her parents. She couldn’t pass up the opportunity when it came, nor could she choose its timing. It just happens that this has been a particularly momentous week for the family, and it’s a shame she’s not here to share in it.
It’s especially unfortunate since many of the events center around Aly: she got her learner’s permit, got accepted to the college of her choice, and has been assured a place on an archaeological dig in Canada this summer.
One of the events, though, was mine, and I’m pleased to report that it went very well.
"Once, though, she answered, simply: "Michael," and another time, "Shelikof Bay." Mark reads from Shy Ghosts Dancing: Dark Tales from Southeast Alaska at the Northern Lights Showcase (Photo: Aly Zeiger).
