Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

against the gray painted wood in a rapid, impatient rhythm that had not stopped since the sun came up. She was wearing her old canvas jacket, the one with the frayed cuffs she refused to throw away, her hands shoved deep into her pockets.

We watched the truck turn onto the main road, the metal ramp rattling inside the cargo hold until the sound finally continue reading …