Little One

Little One

 

She was dressed simply—a dark wool skirt and a medium green cardigan sweater. The sweater had big off white buttons. Her face was wrinkled—the face of a woman who has seen and felt too much. The dark brown eyes were small. In her youth, they had been big, but now, in her late 60s, they lacked life. She went from one place to another—from here to there and from there to here—without noticing where she was.

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