Umber (63)

October 20, 2012 § Leave a comment

I arrived at the Cliff View Assisted Living Center.

Next to the deserted parking lot, a semi-circle of skyrocket junipers surrounded a small concrete fountain and two empty wrought-iron chairs.  After I turned off the car’s engine, the only sound came from an empty plastic grocery bag which was tangled in one of the chair legs.  It flapped and vibrated in the wind.

The rest home sat about seventy feet back from the parking lot, and was connected to it by a covered walkway.  A wide mustard-colored door sat in the middle of the building, flanked by two long, low wings, each with a row of small windows topping grey-violet vinyl panels.  I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do here, but I slid out of the car grasping the bulging handbag of photos and headed toward the door.


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