Sal And Lydia
Author: Shiloh


Salvatore and Lydia… in their early 70s, and newlyweds.

He’s 71, she’s 73.

When they were both married to their spouses, they were all friends.

When Lydia’s husband died years ago, she remained friends with Salvatore’s wife, and three years later, after Salvatore’s wife died, Lydia called and invited Sal to come for a nice, home-cooked meal.

He accepted, and they “kept company” for a year or so, and now they have been married these last several months.

They ride the bus in the mid-morning on Tuesdays, to go uptown and make their weekly payment to the furniture store, and, later in the week, they ride to the grocer in their old neighborhood, where they buy enough to carry them through to the next week, coming home on the bus with two bags of groceries held on their laps.


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