I've finally finished my junior year in high school, and I've gotten a summer job working as a gardener for Miss Martine. My dad says keeping busy is a good way to deal with grief and to get on with life. He follows his own advice by spending time in his studio restoring paintings. My mom died on Christmas Eve day, after only three months of illness. I might be okay, but I hear things in the night and am bothered by birds.
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You have to cross the stream to get to the site. You have to walk across the stones, then make one big leap for the banks, and I'm the last to get across, the shoelaces of my work boots trialing in the leafy watercress, a turtle swimming beneath my shadow. I know that there's nothing much on the other side but stone-wall crumbles and the busted blues of the hydrangeas, because I was here yesterday, all alone, listening to the water flowing. (pp. 18-19)
—Both from Nothing but Ghosts by Beth Kephart