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- Page 9 and 10: her home—she had grown up about t
- Page 11 and 12: graceful. She could look like a que
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- Page 15 and 16: learn to control yourself.” She e
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- Page 19 and 20: takes a rival ruthlessness, the com
- Page 21 and 22: not little anymore), My dear old fr
- Page 23 and 24: Five Points While they drink vodka
- Page 25 and 26: ulldozers have been busy all day, a
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- Page 29 and 30: together, and dangers—not just of
- Page 31 and 32: money was gone. That was how they f
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- Page 35 and 36: time they were arguing and ghting B
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- Page 43 and 44: some months of the year, to walk ho
- Page 45 and 46: When she wakes up, the night seems
- Page 47 and 48: They turn down Pearl Street, instea
- Page 49 and 50: The house is getting hot. She drink
- Page 51 and 52: So the Vidette runs on, copious and
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have all that down pat. She hadn’
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around the town, looking at the exp
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much, now that she’d got a little
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woman sat in a high-backed chair, a
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together. “Excuse my not rising,
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here. A man would have to think twi
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holding on to him, holding on no ma
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customer—but that was years later
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“Maybe he needs counselling,” s
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go for a walk down to the pond, in
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easy to imagine a clammy dew of ala
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“But do you believe all that stuf
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They should have laughed then. But
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Things were going badly at the farm
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him. Promising—no, she was alread
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“Is our summer over” he said to
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so much time driving around the cou
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Pictures of the Ice Three weeks bef
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palm trees down the middle, it has
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He didn’t bash the steps out in a
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“Oh,” says Karin. “Karin. Now
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on the living-room sofa, wrapped in
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isker than the last time Karin hear
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Goodness and Mercy Bugs said so lon
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of things I am not proud of, but I
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two or three others. Actually, four
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She had to sleep propped up. “May
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sappy sentiments though she sang th
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certain challenging, ironic edge to
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on board, the better. And it was ho
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home town held a festival. Averill
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have borrowed some (Joan, once she
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louder. A frenzy of barking—angry
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determined expression. He was very
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“Serve her right,” Mrs. Carbunc
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apartment buildings. The people who
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Joan remembers saying to the friend
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and stupid and self-satised. She fe
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arms, he looks gloomy and troubled.
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managing a bookstore that specializ
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Morris.” Ruth Ann says, “He nev
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from her ears. Her hair was sti and
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Differently Georgia once took a cre
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Her sons must have pictures of him
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adventure Of course, Maya didn’t
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have to talk after.” And Georgia
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facts about him, then announce that
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in a row, then came in and asked he
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“Squeamish,” he said, in that s
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for you, Georgia—I was wanting to
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hardly any wish—to avoid unkindne
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Wigtime When her mother was dying i
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gown tight at the throat, as if tha
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all the time. He had the lid of a m
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masks! Say your prayers! We’re ta
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Margot got up and shut the sliding
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kindness and extended it to everyth
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“Do you want to know” said Marg
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wanted to yell at him. Was he slouc
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trash bin—not without thinking wh
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“Just checking to see Debbie’s
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ALSO BY ALICE MUNRO THE BEGGAR MAID
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Too Much Happiness Vintage Munro VI