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| Violet loved to listen to music. |
Violin music scratched from Violet
Ramsey’s gramophone as the elaborate sound amplifier poured notes directly at
her head. Her deaf ears scarcely heard even the sweetest notes.
By the window where Violet sat, she stroked
the calico kitten and drank hot cocoa topped with melted marshmallow. “Oh, look, kitty! There’s another one!”
She watched as a man in a dark overcoat
rushed by on the slippery street.
When he fell, Violet laughed and marked another hash mark on her writing
tablet. “That makes 13 today!”
