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forty winters here,” I said.

“You are sixty-six, and your wrist is too stiff to turn the brass valves,” she said.

“I can still turn them,” I said, rubbing the joint against my apron.

“Richard said the county would condemn the soil anyway,” she said. “He said the beetles were proof.”

“He put the beetles there, Maeve,” I said.

“I did not know that,” she whispered.continue reading …