Roses

We went to see J, a friend whose husband died in March. She was glad to see us now all the things are sorted it out and it’s all a bit ‘Is this it? ‘. I was a bit disappointed that none one else from our group of friends had been to see her. We live the furtherest  away too. We stopped for lunch on the way home at one of our favourite pubs.
The roses were growing next to J’s front door.