She kept opening her eyes and looking at it. Those awful chairs!" After dinner the spinsters proceeded to inscribe their accustomed quota of postcards, and Ruth was left to herself. Makes you real. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. Then she put more coal on, piled it over the ashes, and stood once more upright.
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