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- Come back
- I am a friend. My name is Milton.
- ...
- What is the matter with you, Milton? why are you talking to the wall?
- Giggled*
- My mother is a witch
- I stopped with my hand in mid-air, sure the creature was right behind me, breathing down my neck. Its tail had opened the door
- I'm not small!
- You are smaller than I thought, Milton
- Too small to be a tasty morsel
- I was hungry by midnight, so I crept down the stairs
- How did you get in?
- Why did you not do so before?
- You wanted to eat me
- I might have been made whole then. Maybe.Perhaps, But you areso small, how would you contain me?
- Because you would run from me, like you did
- The same way you got into my garden
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- The one about the green girl. She lived until she was nine years old. They succeeded, you know, and washing away the green from her. An old woman helped them. She had brought many candles, a bag of ash, a washcloth she wiped the girl with, and a basin of clay where the water slowly turned green as it drained away from the girl and that basin of green. they emptied in the garden. The garden grew the most splendid plants, fat, juicy tomatoes and eggplants; are, one-of-the-kind ferns; beautiful sunflowers, chrysanthemums, roses, and orchids. But, as the as garden grew, the girl weakened. She grew weakened. She grew paler, more transparent, and when they could barely see her outline, she breathed her last and disappeared altogether.
- Let me Continue your Aunt Hilda's story
- No!
- The creature, its shadow, dissolved before my very eyes...
- Her parents moved away, but they burned the garden first, using most of their furniture. Why did they want too changed her- what was so wrong with her lovely green skin?
- I am the green that had been washed out of her, and I am not longer green. I have grown wild and unwiedly, hungry and unloved. Will you love me, Milton?
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