In daylight, framed in the doorway Mrs. Miller lookedlike a movie star, red lipstick, V chin and rose color painton her cheeks. Her dress fitted to her compact body wastransparent. Garth thought immediately that Aaron
mother was beautiful enough to get whatever she wanted.Aaron never mentioned how beautiful his mother was. Shemust have really been something, once upon a time. Sheraised her hand blocking the light and reflexively put onthick sunglasses. Jewelry chimed as she shook her head toadjust the gold clasp holding her deep black hair.
“Vhy have you come here?”
Garth was embarrassed for himself. He was frozen infront of the door of the place he had heard of so often, his
parents’ army surplus store.
Looking back twenty years from now Garth will recallhis fear and intimidation and her smell of intoxicatingperfume that made him stay. Garth had not thought of theWhy, had been too busy just getting there. He conceivedof this journey during the night while he waited to gatherhis buddy.The visit was a promise made to God if he got out theshit. This was the finish line that he saw from that