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“I was downstairs, reading." " Now?" I strained to see her face. She was smiling, it appeared. "Yes, now," she said. "It's nice, sometimes, to read in the middle of the night. The sky is so dark and soft-looking outside the window, all the stars out. You have just on light on, you know, and it seems to pour onto the page. Makes the book seem better. You are this little island, just up alone with a book. And you heard the night sounds of the house...It's so interesting to me, that sound. Time. The measure of it.”

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Book:What We Keep
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What We Keep

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Elizabeth Berg
Elizabeth Berg

Elizabeth Berg is a renowned American contemporary writer, born on December 2, 1948. Her works are known for their delicate emotional descriptions and profound character portrayals, which have won her a wide readership. more

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