The house on the hill
Rob’s first word, as a child, was “hate it.”
Spoken distinctively, conclusively, as if it were one word: “hateit.” As in, “Here come the peaches, little Robby! Zoom! Oh boy, what do you think of those peaches?”
“Hate it.”
Then there was the second word, uttered scornfully while pointing at the tools his mom had left out on [...]
