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From
Sound of a Voice That
is Still...
“Have
you been having weird
dreams?” Heather’s
eyes gleamed with
curiosity. “Do
tell.”
“Well,
of course she’s having
weird dreams,
Heather,” Lucy said,
as she waved over one of
the waitresses and
ordered two more
lattes—one regular,
one decaf. “She’s
pregnant, isn’t she?
It goes with the
territory. But I’m
confused. Was it a dream
you had, Ginny? Or a
vision?”
“Was
it a vision or a waking
dream?” Marsha
recited musingly, “Do
I wake or sleep?”
“Okay,
and that’s a little
weird, too.” Lucy
turned to stare at her.
“Since when do you
recite poetry?”
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