‘He just came. “Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table. Happy to do anything in my power. “Will they worry about you getting caught in a storm?” She asked him as she viewed black clouds floating in different directions. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream.
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