Gavin pulled into the driveway, home at last. It was nearing dinner time but I knew as soon as he got out of the car & went to the garage, we’d be eating late tonight. He walked out with chain saw in hand, ready to go to work for the second time today. He cut & I dragged the dead branches to the burn pile. Cut & drag, cut & drag, back & forth until we had a heap of branches mounded to the sky. As dusk settled in, he started the fire. We continued on until we couldn’t see anymore. Darkness covered us up like a blanket. Finally the…