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The wind has existed forever. It has seen much in this country of dreams and soap ads, old horrors and bloodshed. It has played mute witness to its burning witches, and has walked along a Trail of Tears; it has seen the slave ships release their human cargo, blinking and afraid, into the ports, their only possession a grief they can never lose.
“Evangeline,” Will said with a sigh. “Charity begins at home.” “So does mental illness.”
“You think the white folks’ god is gonna help you? You think he’s on our side?”
Yes, she was too much. She felt like too much inside all the time. So why wasn’t she ever enough?
“We don’t get the law for nobody. They’re as bad as the house.”
“When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear,”
