Thanks. Not...not exactly. It's just sort of an idealized version of a lot of places I lived in. An artist's idea of New Hampshire. Barnstead wasn't nearly as nice as this.

[More chain link fences and paved over lawns and sagging duplexes carved out of old Victorian houses. At least in the part of town where Nadine had lived, in her modest little rented house. The other side of town, where the school she'd worked was, had been practically a different world.]

But I always loved the fall in New England. The colors...there's nothing else like it. It's quiet, but I could use the quiet.