A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella. “Anna!” she repeated. ’ His colour deepened. I should know you—in Heaven or Hell. .
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