Qathra

"So did I ever tell you the end of what happened when I woke up Saturday morning," said the woman in the garden.

"Here, go jump in the fountain for a while," she told the baby, who plunged her arms into the fountain with joy.

"What is it that applesauce replaces, in recipes," she asked rhetorically.

"The time is finished," said the man, hoisting the chairs onto the tables, legs up.