Pumpkin Pie
As I sat in the hospital waiting room with my daughter today, waiting for her wife to get out of surgery for a partially detached retina, my mind wandered back to the first time Shelby brought Navi to our house.
I had met her several times before while visiting Shelby. They were roommates during Shelby's sophomore year at college and had since become a constant in each other's lives.
It was a Saturday night in November, and I was enjoying one of my favorite pastimes: drinking wine and baking. I had just pulled a pumpkin pie out of the oven when Shelby and Navi walked through the door.
