C253 She Knew It Better than Anyone Else.
The hand clutching the phone shook like leaves in the fall. Shaul had never encountered a woman quite like this—her sorrow was palpable, wordlessly enveloping her as she sat, an embodiment of autumnal grief.
Mrs. Jenkins felt a heavy unease in her chest, an emotion foreign to her. Throughout her life, she had never grasped such a feeling. Yet, what truly weighed on her mind was—
"Clarissa