In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.
"A shadow slid across the woman's face on the late September day. A cold wind whipped the clouds, their formations slicing the sun into lop-sided, jagged pieces. Even with the cool air coming through the open kitchen window, drops of sweat bubbled up on Joyce's lip and brow."
The Angle: Vol. 1998
, Article 2.
Available at: https://fisherpub.sjfc.edu/angle/vol1998/iss4/2