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“Mom looked out of the front window, across the darkened road, across Henderson's darkened wheatfield to the vast, endless, gray nothingness in which the little village of Peaksville floated like a soul-the huge nothingness that was evident at night, when Anthony's brassy day had gone.” — Jerome Bixby
Mom looked out of the front window, across the darkened road, across Henderson's darkened wheatfield to the vast, endless, gray nothingness in which the little village of Peaksville floated like a soul-the huge nothingness that was evident at night, when Anthony's brassy day had gone.