The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... watched the wind lift her hair from her neck . " Not too much . ” She took him at his word , as always . It was damned flattering . The miracle was , she followed through . Absolutely . Every time . He watched her bend over the box and ...
... watched the wind lift her hair from her neck . " Not too much . ” She took him at his word , as always . It was damned flattering . The miracle was , she followed through . Absolutely . Every time . He watched her bend over the box and ...
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... watched them grow pale and fade from his dream . If new ones came , he denied them . They had no substance , he reminded himself . They were fragments . Only frag- ments . He must not regret fragments . Another child would kill Eugenia ...
... watched them grow pale and fade from his dream . If new ones came , he denied them . They had no substance , he reminded himself . They were fragments . Only frag- ments . He must not regret fragments . Another child would kill Eugenia ...
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We watched her go . Neither of us knew her . Then Claire spoke again . " Did you ever find out how it happened ? " I said that I hadn't . " I never knew how to find out . I had met him the summer before on the Cape and didn't know how ...
We watched her go . Neither of us knew her . Then Claire spoke again . " Did you ever find out how it happened ? " I said that I hadn't . " I never knew how to find out . I had met him the summer before on the Cape and didn't know how ...
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