Summer Winds by Andrews & Austin

Author:Andrews & Austin [Andrews & Austin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 9781602821200
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2009-10-13T05:00:00+00:00

Summer WindS

I’ve never done anything that’s busted my ass like weed-whacking 101.” She looked surprisingly happy.

I didn’t want to hear about her former life that involved partying all night, and I thought her referencing it was bravado. “Well, I’m going to get out of your hair—”

“Lot of things in my hair…” She yanked at bits of weeds. “…

but you’re not one of them. Can we talk this evening? I mean, you know, on the porch. Rock?” She suddenly giggled. “I’ve gone from asking women to rock my world to asking a woman if she’ll rock on the porch.”

I paused, not certain if she was making fun of me or the old ranch porch. She was clearly comparing her former life experience to her current one, and I was certain ranch life came up short. When the summer ended, we would be part of her repertoire of quaint memories that would make great storytelling in a gay bar: the old guy who spat into the wind and the widow woman who clung to her ranch.

She must have sensed my mood because she tried to amend her statement, but I drove away as if I had other work to do, which in fact I did. She should walk up to the well if she’s thirsty. Let her talk to the wind.

Around six o’clock I left a sandwich wrapped inside a checkered napkin, along with a pitcher of iced tea on the porch and a note pinned to the chair bottom with a rock. I’d composed another list of activities to keep her busy tomorrow and a postscript: Into town tonight. Rock on. A little dig, perhaps, if I analyzed it too deeply.

I made sure I was out of the driveway before she came up from the pasture. I needed to begin thinking about my life and what it could become and who I should share it with. That’s what this was all about, this being drawn to conversations with Cash. I was lonely, and good for her that she’d dredged that emotion out of me. I did long for conversations in the evening on a porch swing. Maybe it was time.

I had nowhere to go, so I drove in to town and went to the Main Street Movies. The local theater marquee read buTch cassidy

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