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Chapter 82

           Bytheendoftheweek,I’dphotocopiedseveraloftheoldmanuscripts.Everyday,Ketutcalledhiswifeoverandshowedherthenewcopiesandhewasoverjoyed.Herfacialexpressiondidn’tchangeatall,butshestudiedtheevidencethoroughly.

           AndthenextMondaywhenIcametovisit,Nyomobroughtmehotcoffee,servedinajellyjar.Iwatchedhercarrythedrinkacrossthecourtyardonachinasaucer,limpingslowlyonthelongjourneyfromherkitchentoKetut’sporch.IassumedthecoffeewasintendedforKetut,but,no-he’dalreadyhadhiscoffee.Thiswasforme.She’dprepareditforme.Itriedtothankherbutshelookedannoyedatmythanks,kindofswattedmeawaythewaysheswatsawaytheroosterwhoalwaystriestostandonheroutdoorkitchentablewhenshe’spreparinglunch.Butthenextdayshebroughtmeaglassofcoffeeandabowlofsugarontheside.Andthenextdayitwasaglassofcoffee,abowlofsugarandacoldboiledpotato.Everydaythatweek,sheaddedanewtreat.Thiswasstartingtofeellikethatchildhoodcartripalphabet-memorygame:"I’mgoingtoGrandma’shouse,andI’mbringinganapple…I’mgoingtoGrandma’shouseandI’mbringinganappleandaballoon…I’mgoingtoGrandma’shouseandI’mbringinganapple,aballoon,acupofcoffeeinajellyglass,abowlofsugarandacoldpotato…"

           Then,yesterday,Iwasstandinginthecourtyard,sayingmygood-byestoKetut,andNyomocameshufflingpastwithherbroom,sweepingandpretendingnottobepayingattentiontoeverythingthathappensinherempire

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