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"That's Roy"

We walked quietly for a fewhis head down

"What else is wrong with Aunt Glenda, Harley?" I decided to ask

He stopped, his hands dug so deeply into his pants' pockets, he looked like he would rip out the stitching Even in the darkness I could see the tears cloud his eyes, despite his grand atte his e his face into that inscrutable mask There was a second level in the depth of his eyes that I had only recently learned to rea

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"She's been walking in her sleep," he disclosed "And not only in the ht Almost whenever she falls asleep these days, she rises and does things"

"What kinds of things?"

"Looking after Latisha as if she was still there I don'tthat the roo to her aloud and then she's"

"What?"

"She sits in the rocking chair in Latishas nursery and holds her ars lullabies to her I woke up night before last and heard her singing It was a little scary I don'tto listen to her doing so crazy like that

"Next thing I hear is Roy urging her to coet the baby back to sleep first, and he's talking to her as if he sees Latisha in her ar, 'She's asleep Glenda Put her in her crib'

"All sorts of ht I was still dreahtmare, you knohat I mean?"

"I can iine,"

"I got up and looked in on the her aret her to wake up, snap out of it, but she just wouldn't Finally, he turns and sees me there He just stared out at ry or sad He was more like"

"Like what Harley?"