She had caprices of a marvellous unexpectedness, and how is any one to imitate a caprice?
Every child growing up will look to their parents, my mother and my father. My grandmother lived with us. I picked up quite a bit of family lore and history from her, which was interesting.
I'm still a recluse. I still hate everyone. I'm still a misanthrope.
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