
Here's where the water runs lowest. There's always a reason the gravel dries out faster in one spot than another.
Grandmother, please don't say things like that.
That spot is in plain sight from the far side too.
Water and fog, I read 'em plain as my own palm. What's inside a person, now, that I can't tell you.

Here's where the water runs lowest. There's always a reason the gravel dries out faster in one spot than another.

Stand here and you can count the fires on the far side. Some nights, you lose the rowing beat before you finish counting.