remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned. He fashioned sweeps from two old brooms he'd found and wired them to the cart to the limbs from the road in front of the wheels and he put the boy in the basket and stood on the rear rail like a dogmusher and they set off down the hills, guiding the cart on the curves with their bodies in the manner of bobsledders. It was the first that he'd seen the boy in a long time.At the crest of the hill was a curve and a pullout in the road. An old trail that led off through the woods. They walked out and sat on a bench and looked out over the valley the land rolled away into the gritty fog. A lake down there. Cold and gray and heavy in the scavenged bowl of the countryside. What is that, Papa? It's a dam. What's it for? It made the lake. Before they built the dam that was just a river down there. The dam used the that ran through it to turn big fans called turbines that would generate electricity. To make lights. Yes. To make lights. Can we go down there and see it? I think it's too far. Will the dam be there for a long time? I so. It's made out of concrete. It will probably be there for hundreds of
remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar of the drapes at either side of the stage. She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned. He fashioned sweeps from two old brooms he'd found and wired them to the cart to the limbs from the road in front of the wheels and he put the boy in the basket and stood on the rear rail like a dogmusher and they set off down the hills, guiding the cart on the curves with their bodies in the manner of bobsledders. It was the first that he'd seen the boy in a long time.At the crest of the hill was a curve and a pullout in the road. An old trail that led off through the woods. They walked out and sat on a bench and looked out over the valley the land rolled away into the gritty fog. A lake down there. Cold and gray and heavy in the scavenged bowl of the countryside. What is that, Papa? It's a dam. What's it for? It made the lake. Before they built the dam that was just a river down there. The dam used the that ran through it to turn big fans called turbines that would generate electricity. To make lights. Yes. To make lights. Can we go down there and see it? I think it's too far. Will the dam be there for a long time? I so. It's made out of concrete. It will probably be there for hundreds of
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