The ticking of the grandfather clock and the snoring of her husband had gotten into her bonesand she could have sworn she would take them with herinto the afterlife. She got out of bed, struggling to keep quiet; then she started feeling bitter about how she took care not to disturb him, about her desire to always please him. He was a clockmaker and he never had time for her. She went into his …
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