Posted on 2010-02-04. By anonymous.
The sun has come up and I am sitting by a window that is foggy with the breath of
a life,,,. gone by. I'm a sight this morning: two shirts,heavy pants, a scarf wrapped
twice around my neck and tucked into a thick sweater knitted by my daughter
thirty birthdays ago. The thermostat in my room is set as high as it will go , and a
smaller space heater sits directly behind me. It clicks and groans and spews hot air
like a fairy‐tale dragon , and still my body shivers with a cold that will never go
away, a cold that has been eighty years in the making.
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