She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. She was going to him soon and certainly, going to his strong, embracing arms. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house. Papa doesn't even care, but he just goes along with whatever my Mom says.
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