Excerpt from Cress DelahantyShe listened for her second heart-beat, the tap of the loosened shingle. But it was dead, it beat no more. For three days the Santa Ana had buffeted the house, but now at evening it had died down, had blown itself out. It was blown out, but it left its signs: the piled sand by the east doorsills, the tumbleweeds caught in the angle of the corral, the signboard by the electric tracks, face down, the eucalyptus with t...
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