The Waterfall
“He preferred this route. When he’d visited his grandmother, he’d always made a point of walking up to the falls. Daisy never joined him. For her, the falls were a place of tragedy, danger and loss, not beauty and adventure.He remembered visiting her late in her life, when the strenuous hike up to the falls was beyond her capabilities. “I sometimes think I’d have been better off if I’d gone up there right after Joshua died,” she’d told him. “But I waited too long. Sixty years.”“You’ve had a good life, Gran.”“Yes, I have.”But she’d never remarried, Sebastian thought now as he ducked under the low branch of a hemlock. What she’d tried to tell him—he’d been too thickheaded to see it—was that by refusing to go to the falls, she’d allowed at least a part of herself to stop time and refuse to acknowledge that Joshua Wheaton was dead. She’d buried him, she’d gone on with her life. But there was still that place deep inside her where her husband was on his way up into the woods on a wet March ...day after a boy and his dog.MoreLess
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