” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. There was some one there. She hesitated.
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