Fall. It’s that time of year. Crisp autumn mornings have me bundled up in a sweater clutched tightly as I help Hilde into the backseat. I find myself distracted as I maneuver the Town Car on to the Interstate.
Vestal thinks I’m hilarious. “Cold?” He laughed. “Maddy, girl, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
And he’s right. In my Texas hometown, fall is barely noticed. Up here--it’s a palette of fiery reds and yellows. Maples and red oaks dangle their colors and toss leaves to the wind. I want to gaze out the car window, but must watch the traffic.
When the Grissoms are tucked safely inside their home, I promise to take a long walk and drink in the view.
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