New shadows appear, cast through the windows onto the walls, after bringing in my house plants, rearranged indoors for fall, leaving the porch naked. Summer never lives up to my expectations. Is it just the letting go of a season that is disturbing me, or perhaps menopause, a new season of my life as well? Or, maybe it’s the dead body in the van in my driveway.
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