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"To say that mother became "different" does not satisfy. There is always more than one way to say a thing, and language is always privately polyvalent--I say "red" and you see a color and also apples and anger and the swish of a matador's cape, the ribbon tied around a gift given by a man you loved and never saw again, which reminds you that sea horses mate for life. You know, "red". So let me try again."