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

back three paces and let my arms fall to my sides.

The house was quiet now, but it is the kind of quiet I wanted.

There were no voices arguing over the kitchen table, no threats of eviction, and no paper copies of forged deeds lying on the counter.

I walked into the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove, listening to the low hiss of the blue gas flame.continue reading …