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Third Daughter – 09/20/20

…and there was a time, once, when she thought her father was getting older, and then almost the next day, though she doesn’t remember what day that was, he was older but now also old.  So what do you do with that, she wondered.  He was not enfeebled, no, and he still laughed and talked and seemed happy, and he was still writing, whatever it seemed he still wrote.  “You know, you’re not getting any younger,” she said to him, in her bold attorney getting right to the point voice.  And he said yes, that yes, he wanted to publish, drinking his evening tea, turning to look out the window, which she knew he did not to escape the subject at hand, but to think, pausing life around him, and as she looked at him, yes, in telling him he was getting older, she was also telling that to herself…yes, to herself…that he was getting old…

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