Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

to me. “We had some good times on that water, Mother.”

“We did,” I said, watching him carefully. “But memories do not keep the rain out of the roof, Julian.”

“Which is why we have to make decisions,” he said, turning off the tap. He reached for a dish towel, his eyes scanning the counter. He looked at the breadbox, the toaster, and the copper kettle,continue reading …