An Afternoon with Lady Dawn

by Zinta Aistars




Dawn pulls her zippy little black sports car into the driveway. With the snow starting to come down again, I would have expected her to be in her other vehicle--a bad-ass big SUV of the heft and bulk that crushes mountains into pebbly rubble. She's my son's kind of woman, and I've been enjoying spending time with her and getting to know her better and how she fits into his life.

I'm not sure I've ever known him to be ... more right in his life. And that's saying something, to b...