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The Quilt and a Letter Without the boys to do for I had a lot of time on my hands. I took over their room for sleeping, turned mine into a sewing place and took back up with the quilt.
    David helped with more drawings of patterns for the rocks. He had strong ideas about the colors I should use. Even wanted to bring me some blue material Amy had that he said would be just right for the water where it met the sky, but I wasn't having any of her material in my quilt. It was our quilt, I didn't want any of her in it.
    From a sheet Willie had left behind, I made a new bag into which I would put all the material to go into Beach. I lugged my old bag of rags into the front room, where the fire warmed me and the light from the window brightened my dark mood. Bringing out all the old materials brought up the past, everything seemed so simple then, now my life was a tangle.
The ocean moved slowly in large swells. Sometimes I would just sit and stare at it, watching the birds flying in and
... out of the thin fog, then I'd go back to sorting material.MoreLess
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