She married my Dad in a small ceremony down at City Hall. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical. He brought me past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter. I don’t conceal it. “Who is there to care and—John.
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