Where Mercy Flows (2009)
“No one in the valley ever mowed their hay until after the Fourth of July. I saw my mother’s shape cross the living room to turn off a lamp. Hopefully they would turn in soon and so could I. Mom had been fine with watching TJ when I told her I needed to get out for a while, but it had not occurred to me when I slipped into Fraser’s Tavern that I would be gone so long. I felt a twinge of guilt for not phoning. My foot sank into a rat hole, sending me sprawling on the dew-laden grass. The earth sm...elled of the summers of about a hundred years ago when my biggest worry was whether my creamed peas would be discovered in the spider plant. I rolled onto my back and relaxed, almost oblivious to the grass clump poking my kidneys, which was one of the advantages of being plastered. A dark blanket of sky with starry lint fell over me and there was silence except for the lazy sounds of the river and an owl hooting in the cottonwood grove.
The nausea had passed with the freight train, but the ever-present laboring in my chest still nagged ominously like snapping branches in the darkness beyond a campfire.MoreLess
The nausea had passed with the freight train, but the ever-present laboring in my chest still nagged ominously like snapping branches in the darkness beyond a campfire.MoreLess
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