During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. ” “It was an inspiration—your speaking to him?” “I felt impudent. ’ He bowed. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. She paused for a moment. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately.
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