The column headings are written in my father’s all-cap print. The entry – incredibly, to me – is written in my mother’s hand, a confident cursive complete with cheerful circle above the “i” in Happiness. In the four journals I have of my father’s, this is a lone entry on the last balance sheet he would keep in those pages.
Listen to an excerpt from The Gathering Girl. (From the chapter “Dear Tom, Dear Susan.”)
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