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Charnwyn’s coat tails dangled well below the branch she squatted on. I loved that jacket. It was maroon and finely textured—especially the embroidered cuffs. She wore morning and night. She wore it each day. It hung well on her and in many ways defined her to those she’d just met but I wished I’d found [...]
A Bell-hunting Interlude