If you live near a crematorium, you should not see any smoke emissions. If you see any emissions, you should call the Department of Environmental Protection.

It is light that dismantles each moment, I had thought then. Light proves it one thing or another. Darkness does not judge.

The department has spent more than $300,000 since 2004 maintaining the site and treating the discharge.

Maybe reading was just a way to make her feel less alone, to keep her company. When you read something you are stopped, the moment is stayed, you can sometimes be there more fully than you can in your real life.

Instead of letting the hose run when you wash your car, fill a bucket. Don't squirt down your sidewalk, sweep it. When you're brushing your teeth, turn off the water. These are all easy things everybody can do to help.

I'm beginning to feel as though everything has happened before, that our story has already been told. Just as we were powerless to stop the fox stealing the chicken, so there seems to be an inevitability to all that takes place at Mosel. This is a ghost story. And we have somehow become the ghosts of these young men who worked this estate before the Great War. The living are the dead.