"We've Decided To Move Into Your House," My Daughter Announced With Her Husband Smirking Beside Her. They Spoke As If The Walls, The Rooms, The Memories Were Already Theirs. I Smiled Calmly, Set Down My Fork, And Said: "Perfect... I'll Start Packing." And What Happened Next.. The peonies in front of my porch only truly bloomed when I myself learned how to bloom. Stubborn clay, slow to drain. For many years I got up earlier than the sun, used a rusty trowel to loosen the soil, tend, and coax. Eve