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fiction
edward w pritchard

It's their Father's fault really. My kids are freaks. We will skip the why for now. But, the problem is none of them have professions. They are all merely intellectuals. Not frauds really, but only passive observers of life's passing parade.
Bessy

I'll admit I liked Bessy's legs, From that came the partnership, song and dance in vaudeville, then from that also came the children. I tried to be a good Father, brought my daughter oranges when she was sick. I didn't know the the older two boys would obsess about Buddhism and teach it to the younger two. Now it seems less than real. And Bessy, all she wants to do anymore is have painters in to paint the New York apartment.
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