Unwanted Neighbors

Aphrodite has been sitting for thirteen weeks in the peach tree, but so far I have refused to make contact. Today she moved to the stile and I had to climb over her just to get out of the house. Some days I think I should just run up and say to her, “All right, I give in. Now leave me alone.” But even then, I think she would only move into my extra bedroom—it’s meant for guests.