Hide Me Among the Graves

Cover Hide Me Among the Graves
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Genres: Fiction
Once more I gird myself to run.
Thy promise stands, Thou Faithful One.
Horror of darkness disappeared At length: once more I see the sun… —Christina Rossetti,“For a Mercy Received,” January 1863 GREEN LEAVES THREW waving shadows on the glass of the window overlooking Albany Street, and through the open front door swept a warm breeze carrying the scent of robinia blossoms.
Through the hall doorway Christina heard William shout, “This desk won’t fit through the door, nor fit back into the house.
...I think we’re going to have to break it into pieces.”
Christina laid down her pen and stood up, stretching.
“Leave it,” she called. “Gabriel can rub grease on it when he comes, and we can all push on it.”
William’s irritable call came back, “It’s not like a pig stuck in a fence, ’Stina, it’s—oh—well, you wouldn’t be joking about it if you—” He paused. “I think you’ll have to go down the steps,” he said, speaking out into the street, “and come up from the kitchen—or climb over this thing.”
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