brni (brni) wrote,
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brni

overnight, the weather tipped

Overnight, the weather tipped, and now everything is changed. The heat has broken, and the air this morning was brisk: the chill of autumn finally come, halfway to winter. The oak trees on either side of our house, which had obstinately held their leaves, dropped them last night, and we begin the process of laying the past to rest.

On Tuesday, Linda went to visit her father in the nursing home. He'd come down with pneumonia because he wouldn't get out of bed. When she arrived, she was surprised to find him in the lobby, sitting on the couch in front of the TV. He introduced Linda to people as his sister, and told Linda that he was “watching the game.”

There was a cooking show on the TV.

“Oh,” said Linda. “Who's playing?”

“The birds.” He pointed at the birdcage next to the TV.

He got very agitated and told her he wanted to go home. That he was better now, and could go home. And when Linda said he wasn't better yet, that he needed to stay there for now, he got abusive.

“Don't come back,” he told her as she was leaving. “I don't want to see you.”

“I'll be back,” she told him. “I'll see you later.”

“Well,” he snapped, “you won't be seeing me here.”

We woke early this morning to the sound of the telephone.
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