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“I can’t imagine feeling that way about someone,” she said. “I mean, building a house for them, and then burning parts of it to the ground when they die, and burying them beneath black flowers—” She broke off, glancing at him. “Who does that?” “My family,” he said.” — Nenia Campbell
I can’t imagine feeling that way about someone,” she said. “I mean, building a house for them, and then burning parts of it to the ground when they die, and burying them beneath black flowers—” She broke off, glancing at him. “Who does that?”
“My family,” he said.