I'm at a sort of magic-trick show hosted by Vera, and I'm drafted to participate in this game of four players, where we start blindfolded at a table, with a partner, in the orchestra area just in front of the stage. I think I can surely win this game, but it turns out it's just carrying the person piggyback up onto the stage, and I manage to come in last.

Then the show is over, and we're heading out. Vera has the face of Liz's friend whose name I cannot recall, but let me say, not a comely girl, but I think that's just a side of her, the way she looks sometimes, and I know how pretty she really is usually.

All this has been taking place at the farm, as if the auditorium is where the barn is, and I start walking with Mom across the flat area behind the garage. We have to duck under this tree, and evergreen with long floppy needle-covered branches, and I think I say something about trimming it. Mom says well how about if we pull it back like - this, drawing some of the droopy branches about 6 feet back like a tent.