“There is a secret. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner. I think I asked if I could eat lunch with her and Trisha Deere one day and she said there was no room at the table. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts.
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