On Dec 4, 2012, at 6:02 PM, Valerie . . .  wrote to Atina Diffley: Hi Atina, Firstly I LOVE your book! My husband and a group of his friends get together about once a month and smoke cigars. Last summer one evening it was at our house and they smoked on the back deck…

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Chapter: What To Hold Onto Maize is racing barefoot up the old horse path from Louise’s field. Something tiny and green is flinging from an ice cream bucket swinging wildly at his side. He sings up to me stocking corn at the roadside stand, “I picked the cucumbers.” He must be pretending with new growth…

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