“Now and then [the mother] lifts her head and looks intently at the landscape that surrounds us. She stares at the various greens of the lawn, the hills, the woods in the distance. The glaring blue of the sky, the yellow hay. The bleached fence and low stone wall that marks the property line. She studies everything I look at every day. But I wonder what else she sees in it.”
—“The Boundary,” Jhumpa Lahiri