That's Why They Call You Seer. You

She Was The Only Doctor's Wife In Branford, Maine, Who Hung Her Wash On An Outdoor Clothesline Instead Of Putting It Through A Dryer, Because She Liked To Look Out The Window And See The Clothes Blowing In The Wind. She Had Been Especially Delighted, One Day, When One Sleeve Of The Top Of Her Husband's Pajamas, Prodded By The Stiff Breeze Off The Bay, Reached Over And Grabbed Her Nightgown Around The Waist.

There Was Just A Moment When Things Weren't Quite The Same, Weren't Quite As They Had Always Been Through The Long Friendship

It Is Much Easier To Be Brave If You Do Not Know Everything.

If You Were To Be Lost In The River, Jonas, Your Memories Would Not Be Lost With You. Memories Are Forever.

And It Was Lonely, To Yearn, All Alone.