After sometime he began to notice that Mrs. Bishop seemed to be giving him what hethought were wierd looks. It was difficult to divine, but she seemed...tolook at him differently although he couldn't quite explain it tohimself. And each time he looked over at her he noticed that she wouldlook him directly in the eye as if no one else were at the table and shenever broke contact; he was always the first one to look away. Afterawhile it got almost embarrassing and he simply quit looking at. The huts were merely symbols of their owners' colourless lives. Suzy leaned against the doorway of her parents' hut and tried to let the fierceness of the sun cauterise the roots of her anger. There was a song. There was a line something like "The sun poured down like honey on our lady of the harbour." She whispered the words to herself. Suzy had a way of talking herself in whispers. The sun was already beginning to blister the freshly painted wood releasing an acrid smell of linseed oil and. More

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