Food provides shelter. While it isn’t the great equalizer, it does equalize. Everyone chews. Manners, on the whole, can be mimicked to satisfy even the most critical doyenne.
The season, too, held a magical note of escape so that I felt long-suppressed joy merely walking amongst the fallen leaves skittering along the ground. The wind, biting though it was, sheltered me, as well. I would nestle my face snugly into scarf and think, “Let it come! I am safe!”
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