Several guests lingered longer than I’d hoped, but I tried to be polite. When I put the alcohol away, the last of the hangers on got the hint and said their good-byes. I switched the music and lights off and sat in the dark, listening to the waves wash the shore. If only they could wash away memories and hurts. Rover came upstairs and put his head in my lap. His big brown eyes let me know he felt my pain. I rubbed between his ears. When he figured I’d felt sorry for myself long enough, he got...