November Light

Lucille's Bed

Lucille’s Bed

Aunt Lucille was showing her newly constructed bedroom when the sun emerged from the clouds to fill the room with November light. The headboard, illuminated by the sunshine bouncing off the rough wood floor, defined the reason why I returned to the White Earth Reservation. My Grandmother Mary had passed away from a fierce battle with cancer and this was the day of her funeral service.

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