The lady behind the counter read our names.Find Baby Names
“Sisters?” she asked.
“Sisters,” we said at the same time.
Mom didn’t call for three months.
Then, in August, she showed up at the pond.
Brittany and I were at the end of the dock. It was a Sunday evening. We’d started coming every
Sunday that summer. Brit drove down from Ankeny. Tanner came sometimes. Kayla from work came once. Vern came down most weeks and sat on an overturned bucket on the bank, and didn’t say ten words, and seemed perfectly happy.
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That Sunday, we heard a car on Vern’s field road. A door. Then somebody coming down through the pasture.
Mom stopped at the fence.Track Pregnancy
She was wearing jeans and her old gardening sneakers. She was holding a covered dish. She stood at the gate in Vern’s new fence for a long time, looking at the pond.
