And besides, out so far from the city, past the mailbox and gate, down that long, narrow drive, past the swans and the pines, back behind the house, under a noncommital scarecrow, waits a garden, where life is just the way Murphy likes it, simple and good and all things God-given.
It seems like spring has hit the Murphy family almost everywhere you look. Nancy is pregnant once again. Everybody around the new homestead is happy, but everybody is keeping just enough watch on his heart, too. Sometimes you have to. Ask Dale Murphy.