It was not fixed in a weekend.

Some of it is still not fixed.

But it was begun, and I would not have begun it — I want to be honest about this — if a sharp old woman two states away had not sat me down and shown me the nineteen-year cost of waiting to be less right.

Chapter 14 — Sherry

Sherry came back in April, and this time she stayed a week, and this time she looked.

She saw the grab bar and the moved laundry and the neighbor boy up the pear tree.