A Flock of
fine," says my mother. "I'm sure I
could have driven myself home from the dentist.
It's just country roads."
legally impaired, Mom."
it's such a lot of fuss for you to come out here
just to drive me home after a little bit of
dental surgery, Mom, with sedation."
feel a thing."
the point of the sedation."
awake now. And I could have driven home just fine."
even remember the drive home?"
remember the leaves."
leaves? There weren't any leaves."
there were. They blew across the road
and scared the dickens out of me."
mean the birds? The ones that nearly flew into us
near the wetlands?"
that's what I meant. Silly me. There was a flock
of leaves near the wetlands," said Mom.
"See, Dear, I told you I was fine to drive."