The moment my neighbor looked me in the eye and said, “You still have plenty of yard,” I realized this was no longer about a fence.
It was about respect.
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The moment my neighbor looked me in the eye and said, “You still have plenty of yard,” I realized this was no longer about a fence.
It was about respect.
The rain in the valley did not fall; it drifted, a cold, grey shroud that clung to the jagged stones of the ancestral estate.…