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THE SHADOW OF A GODDESS
CAROL IS 81? 82? WATERSKIS AND WEARS MISMATCHED FLIP-FLOPS SHE FOUND WASHED ASHORE THE BOULDER RESERVOIR, COLORADO. SHE IS THE TREE PLANTED NEXT TO THE BOAT HOUSE AND SUN-DRENCHED LEATHER SKIN OF A WOMAN WHO GREW UP WORKING AS A GATE GIRL IN THE 50'S, WORKING OVERTIME BECAUSE SHE LOVED THE LAKE, SLEEPING ON THE SHELVES OF THE MAINTANENCE CLOSET AND WAKING UP EARLY TO MY MOM AND I BRINGING HER BREAD AND COFFEE WHEN THE SUN CAME UP. WE FOUND HER SNORING IN A SLEEPING BAG ON MY PARENTS BED ONE EVENING AFTER A PET SITTING WEEKEND. AND ONCE I SAW HER CASCADING SKIN WHEN SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE LOCKER-ROOM SHOWER WITHOUT KNOWING I WAS THERE. SHE ALWAYS LET ME DRIVE HER GOLFCART LIKE A RACECAR. AND REMEMBERS EVERY MOMENT OF EVERYONE'S LIVES WITHOUT THEM KNOWING HER NAME. SHE'S AS MUCH A PART OF MY FAMILY AS ANYONE COULD EVER BE AND I STILL REMEMBER LEARNING THAT BANANAS ARE HIGH IN POTASSIUM. SOMETHING IS KEEPING HER YOUNG. I HOPE SHE LIVES FOREVER.
CAROL IS 81? 82? WATERSKIS AND WEARS MISMATCHED FLIP-FLOPS SHE FOUND WASHED ASHORE THE BOULDER RESERVOIR, COLORADO. SHE IS THE TREE PLANTED NEXT TO THE BOAT HOUSE AND SUN-DRENCHED LEATHER SKIN OF A WOMAN WHO GREW UP WORKING AS A GATE GIRL IN THE 50'S, WORKING OVERTIME BECAUSE SHE LOVED THE LAKE, SLEEPING ON THE SHELVES OF THE MAINTANENCE CLOSET AND WAKING UP EARLY TO MY MOM AND I BRINGING HER BREAD AND COFFEE WHEN THE SUN CAME UP. WE FOUND HER SNORING IN A SLEEPING BAG ON MY PARENTS BED ONE EVENING AFTER A PET SITTING WEEKEND. AND ONCE I SAW HER CASCADING SKIN WHEN SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE LOCKER-ROOM SHOWER WITHOUT KNOWING I WAS THERE. SHE ALWAYS LET ME DRIVE HER GOLFCART LIKE A RACECAR. AND REMEMBERS EVERY MOMENT OF EVERYONE'S LIVES WITHOUT THEM KNOWING HER NAME. SHE'S AS MUCH A PART OF MY FAMILY AS ANYONE COULD EVER BE AND I STILL REMEMBER LEARNING THAT BANANAS ARE HIGH IN POTASSIUM. SOMETHING IS KEEPING HER YOUNG. I HOPE SHE LIVES FOREVER.
