“fiction” by alice munro
“The best thing in winter was driving home, after her day teaching music in the Rough River schools. It would already be dark, and on the upper streets of the town snow might be falling, while rain lashed the car on the coastal highway. Joyce drove beyond the limits of the town into the forest, and …”
– Alice Munro
DailyLit’s Big Read: Excerpted by permission of Knopf Doubleday.