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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Anna Cates

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Miracle on Elm Street

Raise the dead.—Matthew 10:8

One month from my 51stbirthday, in the first warm flush of spring, I take a neighborhood stroll, the top clasps of my polka dot shirt unfastened to admit the mellow breeze.

"You have a wonderful evening, ma'am!" A lorry driver grins at me like the Cheshire Cat, leaning out the window of his truck and sopping up the verdant air. Ghost-like, he tips his invisible hat then vanishes down the lane.

Half amused, half alarmed, I refasten the top clasp of my shirt and turn for home.

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