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…she’s reading braille, as if she’s tracing the seams of a homemade dress back to her marriage. Panic slowly troubles her blue eyes. The frayed cloth of her memories snags on the jagged edges of reality. She mumbles and sighs, cutting herself with the shards of her life, wondering what went wrong, wondering when her husband stole the simple innocence of her country-girl childhood. Mom recoils from me, turns away and cries like she always did when her husband raised his voi…
Theodore McDowell
Maria Rattray
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