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The way Cordelia allowed her intimate life to flow over and fill any given space struck Julie as unprotected, child-like, dangerous.

It made a good moment, the family assembled in the long grass of the orchard under the apple trees, all lightly drunk on the white wine, the children drunk from their play, the song in its power drawing the meaning of the day together, looping them all into one true feeling that cleared their heads for more spacious and open thoughts.

I am much too stupid for whatever Tessa Hadley is trying to tell me