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I found everything Daddy hid, every book and magazine, card deck and little plastic vibrator. It wasn’t even very hard to do, especially in the cedar closet in the attic, even with the door jamming and scraping against the floor and the too-little door handle poking into my fingers when I pulled and lifted to get it open. All I had to do was shove the Chinese blankets out of the way, the cool silky blankets too hot to use in summer, and pull the boxes toward me.

— Claire Savage