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If You See Your Name in the Web of a Spider You Will Die

Written by: Cynthia Allison

I stayed with my father in my original home for several months last winter/early spring. He was not well, and I knew the time I had with him was fleeting. I dreamed of having long conversations with him in the time we had left, but he had experienced a gradual but steady hearing loss which had progressed to a state of profound deafness. He had retreated farther and farther into that silent world after my Mama died. We did communicate by writing in a notebook we kept with us, but Daddy found that tedious.

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