Author:Julian Barnes
Janice and Merrill, two widows, converse about their departed husbands over breakfast. Fond memories of their spouses are recounted, but it is in what they leave unsaid that they find the greater sustenance.
Part of the Storycuts series, this short story was previously published in the collection The Lemon Table.
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