Jack was not half your age when he died. Maybe half a year, counting this summer. A radiant smile astonished him. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. ‘You’re speaking the truth. He’s terrible!” “Dad!” Lucy smiled at John.
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