Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

onto the street, the wind catching the collar of my coat as I walked toward the park.

Evelyn’s back porch was sheltered from the street by a row of tall pine trees, the floorboards painted a dull grey that had begun to peel near the steps.

She sat in a wicker chair, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her knuckles white and still.

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