"Eden Rock," is a look forwards.nThey are waiting for me somewhere beyondnEden Rock:nMy father, twenty-five, in the same suitnOf Genuine Irish Tweed, his terrier JacknStill two years old and trembling at his feet.nMy mother, twenty-three, in a sprigged dressnDrawn at the waist, ribbon in her . . .
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