The summer when she was 9, Margaret finally settled on a favorite color: blue. She especially loved the bright, otherworldly blue of the morning glories that twined up precisely spaced strings from the cracked soil of her grandmother's flower garden, past the blistering porch rail, to the overhanging roof of the house. Some mornings, when she had the porch to herself, Margaret sat on an overturned laundry basket and strummed the morning-glory strings with great, graceful swoops of her arms, pretending to be an angel with a giant harp.
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"Deign" – Nathan Manning, Abbottstown [story not available]
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