Since hearing of Mrs. Rachel's death, I have recalled a memory I don't think I've ever shared. Once while spending the night with Ginger, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the restroom. As I went by the living room, I saw Rachel and her beloved Glen in an embrace. The look on her face was pure radiance. I remember thinking how happy they looked together. Take comfort in knowing she is once again in the arms of her love.
