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

into a neat square.

“I left the extra batteries on the pantry shelf, Mother,” she said, adjusting her silver-rimmed glasses with her thumb.

I stood on the bottom step of the porch, wrapping my heavy cardigan tight around my chest.

“They will be useful if the power lines go down this winter,” I said, pausing between my words to watch continue reading …