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He leant over and said right in her ear:

Earlier, Aunt Bea had come from Amelia Street, to lay a midnight buffet out on the table. And she had put thick votive candles in the two fireplaces. They were only half melted away and the hearths still gave a warm and dancing light.

Yes, let him make her twirl. Dance. She laughed delightedly. How good it felt. Now was the time for dancing. Whoa Dance. Father would understand.

Someone touched her, and she turned and looked at a man who was almost as tall as she. Wrinkled and tan and smelling of smoke all over, an old being, in a dark blue shirt and pants stained with grease. He spoke to her but she could only hear the music, beating and beating. She rocked her head back and forth. This was lovely.

You been watching a long time, honey. Why don't you come in and dance?

As in the glen, these humans here dancedold women, young women, boys and men. Even little children. Look at them. But these people couldn't make the Taltos. Get to Father. Get to ...

As in the glen, these humans here dancedold women, young women, boys and men. Even little children. Look at them. But these people couldn't make the Taltos. Get to Father. Get to ...

The man pulled her off balance, but then she realized he was just trying to make her dance some more. Turning her, twisting her. She began again, sliding into it, loving it, rocking back and forth ever more violently, letting her hair swing.

In the long run, these things weren't important. These people wouldn't hurt her. They didn't know what she was. In the old days, if you had stolen milk like that they would have run after you, chasing you deep deep into the mountains, maybe even...

She stepped back. It was so hard for her to keep her balance with this music. She saw him take her hand, felt his harsh dry fingers. All the tiny lines in his hands were full of grease. He smelled like the highway and the cars that shot by. He smelled like cigarettes.

He leant over and said right in her ear:

But all that is no longer important, said Father.This is our time to rule.

Go now, to New Orleans. Find Michael for Mother. Yes, that is what Mother wanted with all her heart. Stop in the field where the cows stand in sleep, waiting for you. Drink the warm milk from the udder. Drink and drink and drink.

They sat quietly and waited. Nobody believes in it, thought Mona.

Earlier, Aunt Bea had come from Amelia Street, to lay a midnight buffet out on the table. And she had put thick votive candles in the two fireplaces. They were only half melted away and the hearths still gave a warm and dancing light.

It was either that or pull herself together with it, dance and dance and dance.

Come on, honeybabe

They sat quietly and waited. Nobody believes in it, thought Mona.

It was either that or pull herself together with it, dance and dance and dance.

As in the glen, these humans here dancedold women, young women, boys and men. Even little children. Look at them. But these people couldn't make the Taltos. Get to Father. Get to ...

Come on, honeybabe

She stepped back. It was so hard for her to keep her balance with this music. She saw him take her hand, felt his harsh dry fingers. All the tiny lines in his hands were full of grease. He smelled like the highway and the cars that shot by. He smelled like cigarettes.

Oh, but those were the first days, before the soldiers came.

Earlier, Aunt Bea had come from Amelia Street, to lay a midnight buffet out on the table. And she had put thick votive candles in the two fireplaces. They were only half melted away and the hearths still gave a warm and dancing light.

Earlier, Aunt Bea had come from Amelia Street, to lay a midnight buffet out on the table. And she had put thick votive candles in the two fireplaces. They were only half melted away and the hearths still gave a warm and dancing light.

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