No More Lake

We’re not allowed to go to the lake anymore because of Anthony. They keep telling Aunt Jessi that they’ll find him eventually. They’re wrong, though. He’s gone forever. Out of sight, out of mind, as they say.

I’ve been taking walks through the woods instead. It’s very nice this time of year, though it seems as if that Foul Wind has been blowing harder.

Or perhaps it is just Aunt Jessi’s mind throwing her grief to the sky.