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Extract from Baber's Apple

The Morning Crackles
"Twigs of the apple tree, stiffly welded from knuckle to knuckle, snap at Baber's frosty windowpanes. " . . . Read More
It is a Piebald Evening
"Nan is subjecting herself to Macky's scrutinizing, saying to his chin, ‘Careful now. No more than to the bottom of the boat.' " . . . Read More
Baber's Excitement is Suspended
"Baber is jolted out of his sleep by suddenly raised voices from the front seat. Night has fallen. Ahead, a strip of light appears across the road." . . . Read More
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