"Sherando Masha"
Frogs make that unknowable frog noise in the pond farther down the trail. Wind blows through newly wintered trees. What's probably a squirrel scampers around somewhere close. In the woods back near Sherando a rusted out and upside down VW beetle sits alone and quiet. If you didn't used to have one you might not even recognize it, but Masha knows. She sits on the cold November ceiling waiting for it to rain again. I see the things that really scare her. They scare me too.