"I closed the gate on the long winding path that led back up to the house, and held it, just for a few moments, so that I could remember precisely the feel of the damp wood and flaking paint below my palm, and call on the aroma of the leafy shrub to my left. It was a scent I had always despised, mostly because it irritated my nostrils and once it was up there it wouldn't go away.
I wouldn't be sorry to leave the house behind either."
'Time to Go' appears in the 'Story Salon Big Book of Stories'.
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