Sometimes it slanted against her window with a pinging sound, which meant it was close to hail, and then it was visible as tiny pellets for a moment on the pane before the pellets vanished and rolled...
We would say. Not forever, just Prince Edward Island.
Measure twice; cut once.
No one has ever said that life is to be easy. Only that it is to be lived.
And I am overwhelmed now by the awfulness of over-simplification. For now I realize that not only have I been guilty of it through this long and burning day but also through most of my yet young life...