Don’t imagine that. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. “We pretend bodies are ugly. The chair is in the veranda.
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