"Its for you," Hugh said. I didnt move at first, and he called my name. "Jessie. The callits for you."
He held the receiver out to me, sitting there with his thick hair sticking up on the back of his head like a childs, looking grave and uneasy, and the window copious with water, a trillion pewter droplets coming down on the roof.
From The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd. Copyright Sue Monk Kidd. All rights reserved. No part of this book maybe reproduced without written permission from the publisher.
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