April Showers.

I had a dream and remembered it. Vivid.
I never remember dreams, they are always bad.

Britta had reminded me of a camping trip she took into the Gila and I had met up during a deer hunt. Long time ago.

An old green Volvo wagon,campfire w/stew pot and Belle,her always ancient white faced lab. Along the river.
Vivid.

I woke with a start when she thanked me for burying Belle for her.....................................Damn.
 
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