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Jane Webster is a writer living in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. She works as a cook in a health-food store, where she is surrounded by hypochondriacs.
On Sundays I go to the country, to Arandale, to sit on Annie’s rotting deck and look up at the sky, so soaked in blue today it could almost collapse. This is Annie’s sky, and I need to witness it with her every week, just as I need to stack firewood with her and wash my hands in her cold water. Without Annie, I’d be just a shadow blowing around the big city. Annie colors me in, makes me real.
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