Call Me By My Name

Sara dipped her fingers into the rushing water of the river, the freezing current sending a sharp jolt up her arm. She withdrew her dripping hand, resting it on the edge of the woven basket settled snugly in her lap. The rough wicker scratched lightly against her palms. The basket overflowed with freshly picked cranberries, their glossy red skins stark against the damp wood. She stared aimlessly a