![]() ![]() Spotting Harold, the next-door neighbor waved and steered his way toward the adjoining fence. Maybe this afternoon he would get out the Roundup. Harold strode down the steep concrete path a little faster than he might have wished and noticed five new dandelions. Their front gardens, however, sloped at a precarious angle toward the pavement below, and plants wrapped themselves round bamboo stakes as if hanging on for dear life. ∼heerio, Maureen. He shut the front door between them, taking care not to let it slam.īuilt on a hill above Kingsbridge, the houses of Fossebridge Road enjoyed what estate agents called an elevated position, with far-reaching views over the town and countryside. He longed to touch her like in the old days, to lower his head on her shoulder and rest there. She kept on looking up at him, with her moss-green eyes and her fragile chin, and he wished he knew what to say but he didnt at least not in a way that would make any difference. ![]()
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