The Visit by Ray Bradbury is the second short story in the We'll Always Have Paris anthology. Having finished reading it just a moment ago, three words stick in my mind. Those words are marvelous, intuitive and heart warming. This short story digs right to the core of motherhood, loss and life in a most unexpected way.
The gist of this story, and I hope not to give away too much because this is the type of story that I hope you will be compelled to read, whoever you are, is that a woman goes to the home of a young man who is a stranger to her. Their meeting is awkward and stilted, but it has a great purpose and both of them know what that purpose is. They are connected in a way that is intangible to the outsider, but vividly clear to both of them. The woman has lost something very dear to her and the young man has a part of it.
The Visit will take you a maximum of ten minutes to read, if you are a regular reader. Take that time and indulge in this masterful story by one of the best writers of our time. Ray Bradbury has taken an event that he just so happened to catch a brief glimpse of and turned it into a story with which any person can sympathize. We are, after all, the sum, not of our parts, but of the people who touch our lives.