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106 All of It Labor I am doggedly working at what I do not want to see happen: removing everything she chose scouring every handprint. It’s my job to render these rooms, the signature of her life, anonymous; get down to the bare space Papaw built for her and Daddy to move into. What was it like that day? Another question I never thought to ask. No matter now. However it began, her life in this house is complete. So mine must be too except for this sorting pitching carrying away. ...

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