Mar. 11th, 2011
Alice is very old now. All her hair is gray. She is tall and lean and wrinkled. The town children think she might be a witch, because her gaze is like iron and so is her grip.
She lives in a big old stone house on top of a hill, and she has no neighbors. Well, no human neighbors, that is. And she doesn't exactly live alone, either. Inside Alice's house live a couple of big, nasty, battle-scarred cats. Outside her house, in the tall trees on top of the hill, live turkey vultures. Lots of turkey vultures. There are ten trees...and there are three hundred vultures in them.
She lives in a big old stone house on top of a hill, and she has no neighbors. Well, no human neighbors, that is. And she doesn't exactly live alone, either. Inside Alice's house live a couple of big, nasty, battle-scarred cats. Outside her house, in the tall trees on top of the hill, live turkey vultures. Lots of turkey vultures. There are ten trees...and there are three hundred vultures in them.
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