Rembrandt's Mirror

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Genres: Fiction
An incongruous thing without him. When would he be back?
Cornelia was still playing in the kitchen, judging by the clattering sounds. She could not understand why I wouldn’t allow her to be with her friends, no matter how carefully I explained the danger. She was eight years old, but in the absence of playmates had resorted once more to stacking pots into precarious towers or making a ‘soup’ from onion peelings, bits of peat and scrapings of dried oil paint that her father had given her. There were more hours in the day than any of us knew how to fill, except for Rembrandt who always had his work. I got up and looked out of the window. A few moored boats were bobbing on the canal. The trees were beginning to look a little tatty even though it was still the midst of summer. The world looked as if it was obscured by layers of darkened varnish and yet I’d only cleaned the windows two weeks ago.
I heard the rattling of wheels and the tolling of the bell, by now a daily occurrence, warning
... people not to come near.MoreLess
Rembrandt's Mirror
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