“She didn’t deserve to feel guilty. But she did deserve her anger—at her husband for somehow knowing and not telling, at her sister for being so patronizing (and lucky), at the universe for twisting a part of her DNA strand and killing her off too young. But Molly was becoming weary of blame and sickness, which was all she’d been thinking about for days, sorting her memories and enemies. Now she needed to discuss concrete, physical things one could see or touch or eat. She needed to be here. As ...though reading her mind, Alyce said, “The creek at the ranch has shriveled in this heat wave. It’s mostly disconnected pools with fish swimming around in circles using up all the oxygen, sitting ducks for the blue heron along the cliff.” “It’s funny how living in the city I’ve hardly noticed it hasn’t rained.” Molly turned to study Alyce sitting next to her. “At night the coyotes howl their asses off. I can hear them from my studio.” Her legs, so tiny, not like a fashion model but more like a gaunt old woman, were twisted into a cross-legged position on the bench, beige pants swallowing any sign of calf or foot.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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