My Neighbors Digged A Two-Acre Lake In My Land While I Was Out Of State, Then They Told Me That Their Contractor Said It Was Theirs, And That Was The Day I Learned How Expensive Kara Arrogance Can Be

But I do.

I’d call Harold. I’d call Ruth Ann. I’d call Curtis. I would stand on that ridge at dawn with the court order in my pocket and the weight of my grandfather’s voice on my chest. I’d see the bullet from the bulldozer hit the bench. I would feel the ugly heaviness of it. I’d know that none of that was easy.

And I would still say, “Do it.”

Because the lake was never just a lake.

It was a question.

And the earth was waiting to see how it would respond.d.