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01/21/2004: "Beautiful Zelda"
The funeral was over, the body was laid to rest, and the mourners were gathering at the reception to eat and get a word with the bereaved. It seemed like a good time to call her. I had some hot news, about the baby, so I had a fig leaf of an excuse. She was happy to hear from me, or she sounded that way, and we talked about snow, and babies, and rummage, and other good stuff. It was so sweet and uncomplicated and just what my heart needed. Next time it will be complicated again.
