|24th Nov 2010, 05:21 PM||#161|
-She found Starling in the warm laundry room, dozing against the slow rump-
rump of a washing machine in the smell of soap bleach and fabric softener.
Starling had the psychology background--Mapp's was law--yet it was Mapps
who knew that the washing machine's rhythm was like a great heartbeat and
the rush of its water was what the unborn hear---our last memory of peace.
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