Janie Johnson’s Reviews > If He Had Been with Me > Status Update

"I open the door and run down the lawn. I am not wearing a jacket, and the air chills me. Just before I leap, I wonder if the leaves might be wet, but I make the dive anyway. The leaves are deliciously dry and crunchy. I m completely surrounded by their dusty smell, even over my head. I laugh out loud, and the scent tumbles down my throat. I burst out the top, and the pile shifts sideways over the grass."