Counting

My teenager, working in a nursing home, relays nursing lore that bad news comes in threes. Is this true? she asks. I love that she thinks I may have this answer.

It’s not true. Bad news knows no numerical limits.

But braided in with all that bad news are also other things, too – whether confirmation of a longed-for pregnancy or a sunny day’s stillness, a warm bit of reprieve.

You might as well answer the door, my child,
the truth is furiously knocking.

– Lucille Clifton

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About Brett Ann Stanciu

A writer and sugarmaker, Brett Ann lives with her two daughters in stony soil Vermont. Her novel HIDDEN VIEW was published by Green Writers Press in the fall of 2015. Let my writing speak for itself.
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2 Responses to Counting

  1. Audrey Workman says:

    My grandmother always said that death comes in threes. The good thing about that attitude is that after three people you know–even if only by name recognition–depart for the next world, you can put down worrying about who might be next. Maybe that’s an old southern thing. Anyway, the way you slipped in the word “braided” struck me as poetically elegant and warmed my heart.

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  2. Maybe that explains the reasoning behind the stories of three – the three keeps on going. Thanks for pointing that out so well!

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