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| 101e5e7 | people, people in every room: Clare, Viviana, Clare's new father Gordon, Teo's parents, my parents, Rose sleeping her fragrant sleep a few feet away. "We'll get hotel rooms," everyone had offered, but we told them all, "No. Stay." Sometimes, I think I would like to have us under one roof, all of us, everybody here, which makes no sense, of course. No house is big enough to hold us, with all of our tensions, all our wariness and histories. B.. | Marisa de los Santos |