“I rest my case. Hesimply laid his head on my hand, his eyes fluttered shut and he was gone. “That’s what, I been telling’ em, Una. ” He was talking softly to himself, the sound of moths in the fog.
They seemed to have movement directedfrom somewhere outside him. It remains a testament to his talent and hard work. I was getting areal big kick out of just standing there and seeing the way her waist fell inward and her hips fell outward “ I have to go out again.
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