You need to pick up a few things, she told James. I am too tired, he said. Can’t it wait until tomorrow? No, she said. I need them now. She handed him her list. He got up and put on his coat and walked to the door. It’s snowing, he said. The roads will be bad. Not that bad, she said. Git. # In 1965 James’s father had been hired by a man named Hofer to help with the haying....
