of Kristina will have to
battle the reemergent Bree,
that despite my plan to come
back
and pick up where I left
off, only more positive
and energized to go
forth,
get my GED and a great
job, find a nice little
place, make my own way,
the odds
of things ever being
quite right again are
clearly, completely,
not in my favor.
But Playing the Odds
Is not my best thing, so
I stow every single nagging
doubt and head off to Stockton.
It’s a gorgeous blue September
day, and I take my time.
South on a straight stretch
of Highway 395, turn west
on Highway 88, leaving Nevada
behind, just out of Minden.
The winding highway
carries me past Kirkwood,
my family’s favorite ski resort.
Even without snow, the steep