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The Petal and the Thorn
"Do you know Jane Olivor?" my dear friend Fred said with awe in his voice. "I just discovered her. How come I never knew about Jane Olivor?"
"Yes, I know her," I replied. "In fact, I inherited several of her albums with all the hundreds in Gerald's collection. He loved her. I've never played them, though."
"Oh, you should. She's amazing."
A few days later I pulled out the four albums. Perhaps I could play them now. I felt my heart was fully healed. The last time I had heard the voice of Jane Olivor was on a tape Gerald ahd made for me when we ended our marriage. "I want to play this for you Blossom," he had said earnestly. "These are some of the things I would say to you if I could." It was twenty-one years ago, but I remembered it so clearly.
"I'malwayschasing rainbows . . ." This rich voice filled with emotion. I think that's when I cried, at the first song. Other songs and tears followed.