Arthur pen drawing of hidden animals decided who kept the lake cabin

it, and you won.”

Her skin was cold from the morning breeze, smelling faintly of the lavender soap she always kept in her purse.

“Drive carefully near the county line,” I said.

“I will,” she said.

I watched her walk down the gravel path, her steps quick and steady, until she got into the sedan and started the engine.

The car backed down the long driveway,continue reading …