My husband Steve, who had been off running errands one Saturday morning, returned home and burst through the backdoor yelling, “Wait ’til you see what I found for you, you’re gonna love it!” I watched as he went to the kitchen sink and washed blood from his right hand, the result of a decent sized gash to the webbing between his thumb and index finger. I asked him what happened to his hand and he said, “Don’t worry about that. I found the coolest thing, you’re gonna love it!” Continue reading
No one was there when I arrived home from work one summer day but I did find a note on the kitchen table. It was written on the inside of a torn open Chun King Chicken Chow Mein box that had been taken out of the trash can. The letter, written in cursive, read:
There’s a turtle in the tub.