*editor’s note: This is a prequel to last year’s story, Annual Spirits, also by TammyJo Eckhart.

“In Remembrance of Me”
by TammyJo Eckhart

I found Doreen’s plans for our first wedding anniversary two months ago. She’d laid out everything hour by hour. She was always so organized. Yet somehow she forgot the roast and had to run out to get it. My hands started fisting at some point when I read over the list and diagrams until I heard her voice say, “Nicholas Gerard Denison, don’t you dare spoil a perfectly usable piece of paper.”

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“Annual Spirits”
by TammyJo Eckhart

I know it isn’t the wine.

I finish off the first glass and set it on the bedside table.

It isn’t as easy as it used to be to take off my shoes and clothes, but I manage it nonetheless. My fingers tremble a bit as I unbutton my shirt. Fingers that used to be strong and firm, now wrinkled and spotted. They’ll still work.

I pour another glass after I’m down to boxers and undershirt. I sit on the edge of my bed and sip it, remembering.

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