She pulled her chair with a mild creak and marched towards the stair. When he awoke it was late in the day, and raining heavily. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. I always thought that I could find and destroy all of her children, but there was no keeping up with it. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked. For a while he threatened her. . His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness.
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