The green gold grassy hills

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  • Published 20240206
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-92-4
  • Extent: 204pp
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I DROVE UP to the house at the end of the day. I had been there once before but barely remembered it. Unusually for a farm, there were no vehicles parked outside: Bernice hadn’t been able to drive for years. She emerged onto the porch in her wheelchair, wearing a long red-and-yellow dress.   

I greeted her cheerfully and asked how she was.  

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