These days, a few of the gossipy elders who used to linger at the village entrance seemed to have vanished. One by one, they had sickened and died.The old faded away, the new took their places. A village, after all, never lacks for wagging tongues.When Josephine walked in, someone called out, "Looking for relatives? Whose house?"She ignored them. The weight of the bags in her hands dragged at her arms, but she pressed on, deeper into the lane.Katie Averly's home lay at the far end, behind a red-painted iron gate. Josephine slipped in with her key. Inside the courtyard, her grandmother was crouched by a basin, scrubbing clothes. Two tabby cats squatted at her feet.At the sight of Josephine, Katie froze, then hastily wiped her hands and stood."Pheebs! Why did you come back all of a sudden, without a word?"Josephine strode over quickly, setting down her things."I bought you a washing machine, didn't I? The weather's freezing. Just use that."Her grandmother smiled faint
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