stop. I laughed until tears ran down my face and Pearl came out of her house to see what was wrong.
What I want to tell you next is the day itself.
September 26th was sunny and warm, the kind of early fall day on the coast when the light gets soft and golden and the water turns the color of green glass.
The tent people came Friday, just like Pearl said. I didn’t stop them. They set up a white tent on the side lawn near the live oak,
