UmberA garden with four wallsDraft 3
Reading ¶ 4 of 11
The garden had four walls and no roof, which my mother said was the right proportion for a room. She came every afternoon that summer and sat on the same bench.
I used to think she came for the quiet. I think now she came for the walls, because the walls meant the quiet had edges, and she could tell where it stopped.
The tree in the middle was older than the building. Nobody planted it where it stands. They built the cloister around it and left the gravel to find its own level.
What she wanted, I think, was a quiet she could see the end of.
New ending, ¶ 11
I think now she came for the walls, because the walls meant the quiet had edges, and she could tell where it stopped.







