i am driving home, back to work, back to the kitchen, our new cafe, on this late october early evening with the day and the days getting darker by degrees and i see a tall white van backed up the drive of a small house. its back doors are open and on its side is painted a large blue cross with the name Provider Plus in white letters cut out of the cross and of course i wonder if someone has come home to die. a brace of mallards cuts across my route as i cross the river and they follow it. i must stop at the grocery for fruit as the commercial supplier's have been so atrocious lately. the parking lot is packed on this early friday evening and i see the pinking autumn sky reflected in the windows of all the cars and trucks. it will be dark by the time i get home.