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from A Time to Keep first published 1969 reissued 2000 John Murray (Publishers)Ltd 50 Albemarle Street London W1X 4BD |
GEORGE
MACKAY BROWN
The Story Teller:
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| In the end I married neither of these women. My father never spoke a word to me all that winter. He would glare and glamp every time I came in through the door. I would catch him glowering at me over the nets. The Solveig warped slowly, and day by day let in more sea water. My days gathered and fell like drops of vinegar. Also there was some blood still from my wounds, a slow seeping; Sara's needles had woven drawers of fire for me that kept me in torment a full winter. |
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from A Time to Keep first published 1969 reissued 2000 John Murray (Publishers)Ltd 50 Albemarle Street London W1X 4BD |
