The Smell of Sorrow...
So...heh...I posted in CC about being traumatized. I went to buy this very nice piece of furniture from an older woman. She was moving out of her house of 30 years. Her husband had died a few years ago and she couldn't keep it up. As we drove up I saw giant pieces of paint hanging from the ceiling of the upstairs room. The smell was a sour ancient
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I love what you think about. That story of the old lady is very sad. Doesn't it friggin scare you? It does me!
There was a book that I read years ago. I think it was by Doris Lessing. It was the story of a "put together" business woman spending time with an elderly woman and how the younger woman is repulsed and frightened by the older woman. It goes deeper than that but I cannot remember. I am trying to find the title.
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