“You’re Glorious!” said Miss Miniver in tones of rapture, holding a hand in each of hers and peering up into Ann Veronica’s face. Fruit trees had been brought all the way from India so their product could be laden on the wedding table, fruits with exotic shapes and haunting flavors ended the meal, cleansing the palate. She was suddenly grave. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls.
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