"Oh, let me work—let me work, Gilbert," she entreated feverishly. "While I'm working I don't think so much. If I'm idle I imagine everything—rest is only torture for me."
As I type this, I have been self-isolating to protect our household from COVID-19 for almost twelve months.
As I type this, I have no idea how long it will…
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