The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. “Please call me Carol. Traps, set with peculiar cunning; she had encountered them everywhere. When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided. “Do you want to ruin me? I shall walk back. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell.
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