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If you find yourself at a crossroads in life he’s the traffic light.
After a few moments she let the left arm fall to the side. Her pale eyes were staring at me. All I recognized was in that steady stare. Before she tried to kill herself Katrina’s beauty denied her fifty-five years. She could have been forty and, on her better days, thirty-five. She exercised and used all the right unguents to preserve the skin and eliminate wrinkles. But now her flesh seemed to sag and you could see all her years like Marley’s chains.
“ ‘Sometimes I think that everybody in the world is crazy,’ � I said, quoting myself, “ ‘except for me and you—and sometimes I wonder about you.
There was a short spate of silence then, the kind of quiet that occurs when two strangers feel a passion in full bloom—what else is there to say? They have no history, only a future.
When he was a young man he eschewed fiction, thinking that reality was all that mattered. But working at that wheel he had the time to remember the stories he’d read and somehow came to the realization that the novel was the only way a human being could truly express the lives he experienced. “Lives, not life?� Katrina asked. “If you live long enough,� Clarence explained, “you take on many personas. I’ve gone from sharecropper to revolutionary to scribbler in my seventy-nine years.� “You seem so much younger,� my flirtatious wife chimed. “I notice you didn’t mention ‘father� in your list of
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