Hunting Season
It's October 1st. Jody adds a checkmark to the calendar and changes the page. Pinning the fresh new picture up. The square days dangling below, swaying slightly before calming down. Bo Derek winking, catty in her pumpkin hat and not much else.
"Yeah, you're right."
Jody gets herself ready, pulling her jacket on knowing full well she will need her coat in just a few more weeks. That's Indiana for you. This errand can't wait.
The Rambler perks up and then beats it down the gravel in the general direction of town.
Later: Flush with supplies, the woman returns to the double-wide with a spring to her step. The quick stop at the station was, as always, worth the extra time. Now she unpacks the goods, putting everything in it's place. The short stack of grey sweatpants staying out on the counter next to a 12 Pack box of Schlitz with a smart little bow on it. Both a gift and a hint.
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