I turned on my heels, making a nearly complete circle. She thought it was disagreeable of Eleanor to laugh at things like that, espe-cial y when J. That night they hadn't, although the fruit andvegetable magnets had re-formed into a sinuous shape li Probably I just picked that up from Jo--the way her nervesseemed all strung up, the way she kept looking over my shoulder at thehouse even while she was hugging me--but it seemed like something else.
I took her down to the master bedroom while the water heated in thekettle, thinking there had to be something left of Jo's I could pop herinto, but all of the drawers in Jo's bureau were empty. It was like when she used to go to highschool dances, she felt herself moving in a bril iantly lighted daze of suppers Joe had his hand on a woman's bare shoulder. Where am/, Devore? If ourgreat-grandfathers shit in the same pit, then where am I? Ain't here to answer your questions.