Tag Archives: The Reincarnations of Miss Anne

Six Sentence Sunday, 22 April 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

The womb and tomb are the only authorized entrance and exit, respectively, into the condition of a slave.  In particular, no manner of self-initiated egress is recognized.  Which in plain language means: you are not to run away, and if … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 15 April 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

Welcome to the wonderful world of perpetual servitude.  You won’t have gotten the orientation packet at the door, because you don’t read, not if you have any sense of self-preservation.  It’s worth anybody’s life to teach you that, so don’t … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 8 April 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

The rain sluices down Hennepin Avenue and the bus to Utopia is nowhere in sight.  On the other end of that bus line, a crescent-shaped harbor looks out upon a blue sea, all the layers of color from sand-filtered emerald … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 1 April 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

No, she won’t think about that, because ten years and five children later (two of them dead in their first year) her blank-slate, lily-white ignorance is so far away and so alien that it might as well be someone else, … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 25 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

It was quite the rage in her parents’ circle to educate their daughters at convent school, for all that none of them were Roman Catholic.  It produced a demure, innocent and unworldly debutante, properly obedient to duly constituted authority, but … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 18 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

“Thank you, Araminta,” Charlotte said.  She prided herself on the good manners of her house servants, Araminta and her sister Sarah and the footmen, Scipio and Hannibal.  Thomas liked his male slaves to have names out of the classics; it … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 11 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

It’s that stupid Vera, on about the data again.  She wants clarification of something or other.  They met, and Vera was talking, and Anne-Marie has to confess that she started thinking about her kitchen and the remodeling she’d like to … Continue reading

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