Monday Morsel

Another excerpt from chapter three of  A Faculty Daughter:

“Clover was a quicksilver flower child like her mother, Heather, her limbs as supple as a lizard’s. She was nine and the youngest of the faculty daughters. She and her brother, Blue, were playing cat’s cradle with string. They sang softly. ‘Hey, Feelin’ good was good enough for me, me and Bobby McGee . . .’ floated from the tree.”

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