He'd been right. They'd lasted sixteen years. Longer than some marriages.
"It's beautiful," she said.
"I want the repair," she said. "Just for the living room and kitchen. Not the whole house." can double pane windows be repaired
That night, Arlene sat in her armchair with a blanket over her knees. The fog in the window caught the streetlight, turned it into a soft, glowing orb. She thought about her husband, Frank. How he'd insisted on double-pane windows when they built the addition. "Good insulation," he'd said. "They'll last." He'd been right
"Can double pane windows be repaired?" she asked the hardware store clerk on a Saturday afternoon. turned it into a soft