The Song That Knew Her Name

Every evening at 7:15, Frank Hensley pulled his chair to the edge of his wife's hospital bed at Meadowbrook Memory Care in Tulsa. Margaret hadn't recognized him in three years. She couldn't recall their wedding day, their children's names, or the house on Elm Street where they'd raised a family. Most evenings she was restless — pulling at her blankets, calling out for people long gone.…