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Updated: May 29, 2025

Meantime the two middlers had shoveled out the road down to the mail-box on the street so that I ran up on bare earth, the very wheels of the car conscious of the love behind the shovels, of the speed and energy it took to get the long job done before I should arrive. "How did she come up?" calls Beebum as he opens the house door for me, his cheeks still glowing with the cold and exercise.

Dallas Lore Sharp - The Hills of Hingham