‘It is pretty. She found pieces of it on the blacktop near the green dumpster, amazingly small pieces considering the fabric’s original heft. “I have made no progress with my work,” she said slowly, “and the money was gone. Rain changed to hail, then 154 sleet, then snow. ” She could not go on, for she was laughing and crying at the same time. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it.
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