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Out of the corner of one eye, i could see my mother. out of the corner of the other eye, i could see her shadow on the wall, cast there by the lamplight. it was a big and solid shadow, and it looked so much like my mother that i became frightened. for i could not be sure whether for the rest of my life i would be able to tell when it was really my mother and when it was really her shadow standing between me and the rest of the world.
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Out Of The Corner Of One Eye,

Jamaica Kincaid
Out of the corner of one eye, i could see my mother. out of the corner of the other eye, i could see her shadow on the wall, cast there by the lamplight. it was a big and solid shadow, and it looked so much like my mother that i became frightened. for i could not be sure whether for the rest of my life i would be able to tell when it was really my mother and when it was really her shadow standing between me and the rest of the world.
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