The hand never shaken shakes. The man standing as still as a statue directs a stream of invective toward a man thirty years his junior who happens to be his son. The wizened woman in the chair next to the bed is playing “Dazed and Confused” at top volume and singing even louder. Her daughter taught her this song. She misses her daughter even though she’s only a staircase away. The lecturer on television begins with a warning that falls are second in peril to injuries suffered in a fall. A grandchild shivers in the shadow of a chair. Most mornings he feels unloved and in that he is very much his grandfather's grandson, his mother’s son. Three figures come across the lawn, rosy cheeks, white hair, looking like a trio of James Madisons, bearing proclamations that will liberate or disembarrass the family inside the house. They plan to bound up the front stairs, trying their level best not to fall.
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