Jay and Robin, Five for Silver (20)

Kip and Brook helped me with Ira’s grave. Redbreasts watched us dig, waiting for worms to appear. Sal and Aspen’s remains were here somewhere, but their location was unimportant. If funeral smoke had truly borne Ira’s spirit to the shades, they would reunite there, not underneath four ells of riverside dirt. A chill wind blew … Continue reading Jay and Robin, Five for Silver (20)