A Reckoning
“She was being smothered under a quilt and couldn’t extricate herself. “Oh, Grindle,” she murmured, reaching out to find his soft ears, “oh …” She was afraid if she moved quickly she would have a coughing spell, but she had to sit up to breathe. And Grindle, whom she had waked out of a sound sleep, now of course wanted to go out. Sasha was sitting on the window sill. God knows the animals asked little enough, yet how long would she be able to take care of them? Then she remembered Mary O’Brien. ...It was a relief to know there would be someone soon. Meanwhile she got up, struggled into a dressing gown, and stumbled downstairs with Grindle trying to get past her.“There,” she said, “out you go!”So far, no coughing spell. She got some juice and went back to bed, sitting up now, with three pillows behind her. It was a gray dawn and the air had smelled of snow when she opened the door. She would just lie here for a while, she thought, and do what came most easily these days, drift off down the long, winding rivers of consciousness that always seemed to bring her finally to the house of their childhood summers by the sea.MoreLess
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