“So, what have you done today,” Diane said. She held her coffee in both hands, right thumb through the cup handle. She was gazing at the line of the shadow moving down the mountain, slowly bringing the Valley from the dusk to a brand new day. She was speaking to Hank who had just staggered … Continue reading Diane Instructs Hank on How to Make Coffee
From here to Idaho vast empty white miles of snow— my coffee, black.