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Tom offered to drive my van, and I gladly accepted. Marla sat in back, nursing a second latte.
The cool morning boasted a crystalline blue sky, with snow visible on the far mountains. A breeze had swept away the pollen and now broke the light on the lake into shards. I twisted around to get a look at Holly’s house above the water. The collapsed deck above the rocks had the appearance of a half-done construction project. The crash from the deck had also taken out part of the outdoor staircase to the lake. I sighed. We would have to go back into the place before the memorial service, to see if we could dig up photos to display …
I veered away from that thought as we descended the interstate. The meadow grass on both sides of the road went from barely emerging to neon green. That was th
