Last night, I was ready for bed at 9:30. My jammies were on. The covers were turned over. I had my fuzzy socks on... when I heard Jason call me...
"Hey Bobbi..."
The bed was so warm...
"Yes?"
"Roberta! Come here!"
I drug myself out of bed and looked at him...
"Yes?"
"Look"
He started a movie on Netflix.
And there on the screen was a farm - just like his grandmother's. He started to laugh.
"The setting is Minnesota."
I looked at him and smiled.
I sat next to him, put my head on his shoulder and stayed up for two more hours.
When the movie was done, I had to find out everything about it. The screen play is based on a short story from Will Weaver's Tombstone Made of Wheat.
No wonder.
Will Weaver is a professor at Bemidji State. Only ninety miles from here. In fact, he's been a big supporter of Poetry Out Loud
No wonder I loved the movie so much.
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