"All summer and into autumn, our evenings had a kind of order. The girls ate dinner, and afterward, we had popsicles on the deck. While they ate their sticky treats, I filled two small beach buckets with dish soap and water."
"I begin to feel badly about the murderous task I have given them, then I look at the wheel-shaped yellow cinquefoil flowers - like lace now, a skeleton of former leaves and petals."
"The Japanese beetles aren't native. I say. They kill our plants!"
"But why we kill them? Marigold asks. She points to a daddy longlegs resting on a nearby planter."
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