Friday Afternoons

Last spring I started playing bridge on Friday afternoons. I was a stand-in for a woman whose husband was sick. She was taking care of him and couldn’t get away for even the few hours once a week to play.

He died last Saturday.

Starting next week, she’ll be playing bridge again. Most weeks I’ll be off the hook.

It’s ok. I’m sure to find something else to do with my Friday afternoons.