TREES By AGEE HAYS THE three gaunt cows lumbered into their bare corral of matted branches. Marguerita ran to pull up the greyed poles and waited eagerly. Carlos, coming behind, took off the tall...
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314 THE ANGEL CLOCK By AGEE HAYS MANUELA was going to the relojero's again to see if the angel clock was there. She had on her green dress trimmed with pale yellow bands like the blossoms of...
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