It’s just a few days before Easter, a few days before everyone sheds their old grave clothes to be decked out in beauty and a bonnet for Easter Sunday morning, when she turns to me and says,“I just really wanna buy something that’s beautiful and lovely for Easter — something light and lovely.” Sometimes we want to possess lovely things — because we’re actually still figuring out that Love is a Person… That’s what the woman tells me. You could see that look in her eyes, looki...
