That is what my mother used to call me. " Darrell returned no answer. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. “I always get off here and lean over that rail for a bit. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. "You must not remain here," he said. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. ” She said to them, raising her head to speak, her voice unsteady. She recalled how she had stretched out her arms toward the magic blue horizon.
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