Hopefully, the next ones written. There is nothing as beautiful as sunrise/sunset, beets, a poem with fine & true surprise. Each full of the weight of the ripe -- experienced freshly.
At this supper which began at sunset, the nephew drank the wine before him, and feigned surprise when his hostess brought up the subject of the foreman, asking how she knew about the workers' troubles and the general air of sadness
This put the wife of the councilman in a tough spot as she didn't know how to tell him what she knew without implicating the pastor and the tailor who did not know she knew the circumstances of the letter
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ReplyDeleteAt this supper which began at sunset, the nephew
drank the wine before him, and feigned surprise when his hostess
brought up the subject of the foreman, asking how she knew
about the workers' troubles and the general air of sadness
This put the wife of the councilman in a tough spot
as she didn't know how to tell him what she knew
without implicating the pastor and the tailor
who did not know she knew the circumstances of the letter