“We’re talking about people who kept their money in a FLOUR BIN,” she said to her son. “They owned an apartment building and later a grocery store, but they were afraid of everything. They couldn’t settle. That was their problem. They couldn’t settle into their own skin.” Her voice took on a different sheen, briefly. “Your mother was the opposite.” “I’m sorry. Come again?” “YOUR MOTHER. WAS THE OPPOSITE. That woman could settle anywhere. Not like these people nowadays. THESE PEOPLE,” she repeated, gesturing toward Quinn. “These people nowadays have no idea where they are. Wherever they are,
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