Crone: Part Two

“Crone” by Lane Brown used with permission

Looking out the window and seeing the clouds, Crone knew the first snow was on its way. It was time to finish putting the garden to bed for the winter. Changing from slippers to her outside shoes, she pulled on her jacket, buttoned it up, and walked outside. Someone had left a huge pile of leaves at the garden’s edge. She knew if she looked out the front door, the path through the trees would be completely clear of fallen leaves. She wished whoever pile...