Now hoppin'-john was F. Jasmine's very favorite food. She had always warned them to wave a plate of … - Carson McCullers

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The thing about shadows is that they're not all darkness. You need to have light to have shadows. So just look for it.

Carson McCullers

Now hoppin'-john was F. Jasmine's very favorite food. She had always warned them to wave a plate of rice and peas before her nose when she was in her coffin, to make certain there was no mistake; for if a breath of life was left in her, she would sit up and eat, but if she smelled the hopping-john, and did not stir, then they could just nail down the coffin and be certain she was truly dead.

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