Next Time
Published Oct 07, 2002
My husband Ronnie volunteered to strip the bricks from the exterior of my parents house. One morning he was out front chipping away when a man came by looking for my father.
"He's not here," Ronnie said.
The man thanked him, watched him remove a few more bricks, and said, "I'll bet next time they'll leave the key for you."
Originally published November 14, 2002.
