bathrobe, folded neatly on top.
I set them all on the lawn in a neat row, under the old live oak where Nile hung Cullen’s tire swing in 1998. I put a blue tarp over them in case it rained.
Then I stood back and took a photograph.
Dwayne finished at 5:40. The bill was $385. I paid with a check and wrote Locks — the point in the memo line, because Nile always said to write down what it’s for.
He handed me two shiny new sets of keys.
