A Piece of My Mind Section Editor: Roxanne
K. Young, Associate Editor.
Shimmering fields. Dreams of snowy mornings in eastern Oregon, cold
outside but warm in the farmhouse where she grew up almost 90 years ago. A
car door shuts and her eyes become aware of the vague luminosity filling her
bedroom window. Maybe it's the streetlight or even the moon. Her vision is
no longer good. A car engine starts and the quiet is broken. Across the street,
the doctor pulls his car out of the driveway, and next thing, a soft whining
sound disappears as he drives away. Once again, her room is silent. Dream
returns, but this time she shifts a little in bed and her rump, sore from
when she fell the day before, interrupts her drowsy escape. Now she hears
the hallway clock and before she can find a comfortable position, pain intrudes.
Aching throbs across her back and knees.
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