My Son-In-Law Said His Parents Would Be Staying At My Lake House, So I Let The Property Cameras Keep The Record Straight

had been put there by an artist with too much patience. Wind moved through the pines in long, steady breaths.

Water touched rock in a rhythm so old and indifferent it made the whole city life I’d left behind feel temporary and faintly ridiculous. I stayed in the truck for five minutes just breathing. No sirens.

No elevator motors in neighboring walls.continue reading …