tell them:
—”Because they’re receipts.”
—”For what?”
—”That someone arrived right on time.”
One afternoon, many years after that first burnt soup, I was left alone in the original House.
I walked slower now.
My knees hurt when it rained.
My hands, once quick at chopping onions, had become clumsy. Sometimes I forgot where I left my keys. Sometimes I walked continue reading …
