“... I always feel close to you when I do this.... Michael’s gonna be upset when he comes over tomorrow…. He’ll say, ‘Ma, couldn’t you wait one fucking day?’ ... He fusses over me these days.... But, this was always our thing, Little Brother, even as kids… making piles to jump into. Remember?... Then I got used to it being just us, doing it again, after you came home… never even let Carl help, you know… After, I’ll make cocoa, with extra marshmallows, like you like ....”
The rake moves slowly, as does the white-haired old lady.