Lillian is a seventy-nine-year-old woman who lives in a rural elders community. She first moved there with her husband, but he has died. The small cottages are nestled in a forest with a nearby lake. Rather than join the other residents in outdoor activities, Lillian often spends her time on the porch reading alone. Her neighbor sometimes inquires about her isolation. Lillian responds that she’s not actually reading; she’s waiting on a visit from her two daughters. She longs to cook them a nice meal and spend time together. Unfortunately, they never come. One evening, Lillian joins her neighbor for dinner, the old woman talking in circles. Her age-addled brain loops in fragments of reality (her experiences during the Great Depression, the apartments she owned in New York, her husband’s successful writing career), but much of Lillian’s conversation is unintelligible. Her dutiful dinner companion tries to keep up. At the end of the night, Lillian returns to her cottage. She still sits out on her porch, awaiting a visit that may never come.