In Virginia. An inch thick on everything it hit, had made Jo Grant’s pickup slither and slide the twelve miles of hills and hollows west from Middleburg to her brother Tom’s farmhouse on the highest hill she’d faced yet. Trees and power lines had come down all around her, ...
I started reliving what it was like bringing Sam and Maggie home from his place and having the horse trailer have a blow-out on a fog-bound mountain road. I remembered being so filled with grief and frustration and anger that year, with having cared for Mom through the bra...