After greatpain, a formal feeling comes...
Anne turned to the mirror: Your mother has been dead for over a year,' she said to her reflection. "Your father has remarried.' But the words had no reality. Like a year ago, when she had slowly, deliberately told her reflection her mother had died., the reflection had remained impassive, refusing to hear It lay beneath the surface of the cold glass, untouched and untouchable as a brown leaf frozen beneath the ice of a lake m winter Would it ever shatter? |
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