I thought of her as Rose because that was the color of her voice. In absolute darkness, lacking any stray photon of actual color, my brain was beginning to invent it. The sound of his voice was hemlock green, and I thought of him as Hemlock or Henry or Mr. Henry Greene. The sound of my own voice was blue. Brother Brian Blue, with a monkish connotation in my mind.
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