By Dianne Moritz

“Clothes of the dead won’t wear long,” wrote Ruth Rendell in her novel, The Brimstone Wedding. I was to remember that when my mother died suddenly.

My siblings and I flew out to Arizona to clear out her house for resale. “You can have Mother’s clothes,” my sisters announced, as if offering up precious jewels.

“No thanks!” I snapped.

“Some are brand new. These even have store tags attached. See?”

“So, divvy them up yourselves.”

In the end, I took a few things.

Back home, I unpacked them, then bagged them up for Goodwill.

“I write to capture indelible moments in time.” – the writer

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