This Really Happened

One More of the Stories I Wanted Never to Tell

I promised, after having nearly died in a hospital the summer before last, to write the things I wanted never to write.

I’ve almost kept my promise. But there are a few stories left unspoken; that catch in my throat. This is one of them.

You, dear reader, remember our beloved little dog, the late Mushroom.

He joined our family when I had recently become…