Under the watch

August 10, 2010

“I didn’t move to Laurel Heights because I couldn’t bear to live under the watch of the Angel Moroni,” she said.

I stared up the hill at the white temple, then at the houses that surround it. I live under my own watch, but also could not bear to live there, where I drove only once, but where I still, if I look closely through the fog, see a sliver of my heart beating.

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