His literary instincts were reviving. Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. Our land brings us in nothing. “Could you play ‘Fiddler on the Roof’?” father Thomas pleaded. The bump was coarse and didn’t feel right. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. I tried to have it out with him, but he wouldn’t have it out.
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