Chapter 14 - THE GARDENThe excavation disappeared after investigators released the property.
We filled it.
Lily watched the final truck dump soil.
Then asked:
“Can we grow strawberries?”
Of course.
So we did.
Strawberries.
Lavender.
Hydrangeas.
Nothing symbolic initially.
Then life made it symbolic anyway.
The first year birds ate almost all the strawberries.
Lily became furious.
Andrew installed netting.
The second year we had too many.
Lily sold cups of them at a sidewalk stand for three dollars.
She made forty-eight dollars.
Spent thirty-seven on a giant stuffed frog.
Excellent financial planning.
The pit became dirt.
Then garden.
Then annoyance about birds.
May you like
That was healing.
Not a plaque.
