And when the wall finally came down, it was not because I was caught.

It was because my garden had grown strong enough that it no longer needed the wall.

Chapter 20 — I Stopped Drowning

That morning on the porch in Maine, I sat on the swing with a warm cup of coffee, watching the ocean roll in against the rocky shore, and Julian came out through the french doors in a soft wool sweater carrying two pastries, and set the plate down, and sat beside me, and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

“What are you thinking about, Mrs.