secondary road.”
“We used to skate on the creek behind the barn,” Arlene said, a small smile softening her face. “Our father always told us to stay away from the deep water near the bend.”
“We stayed away,” I said, ending the sentence with a slight hum.
“Most of the time,” Arlene said.
She stood up, shaking the light snow from her coat. “I am going to continue reading …
