The Arrangement
Body
Rossie Harlan’s lateral roots plunged right through the floor and spread out into Franklin County’s sandy loam. His taproot burrowed deeper into clay and cracked the limestone underneath. If he’d still had his hair, that curly auburn shag I’d seen in photos on the wall, I might have pictured branches, autumn leaves, and a swivel- headed barred owl, chatting up its neighbors all night long.