Literary Imagination Advance Access originally published online on October 7, 2009
Literary Imagination 2009 11(3):331-333; doi:10.1093/litimag/imp080
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Eudora Welty (1909–2001): A Centenary Cento
Losing Battles
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said Miss Beulah, running around the kitchen table, where Mr. Renfro, the Renfro girls, Miss Lexie, and Uncle Nathan were eating breakfast by lamplight.
said Miss Lexie.
Miss Beulah corrected her.
said Jack, coming in, tucking his shirt inside.
Miss Beulah shrieked.
Gloria beamed following behind him, all dressed up in her church dress of deep blue dotted Swiss with the white piqué collar and cuffs.
said Jack, softly into Gloria's ear.
said Miss Beulah, nodding to their faces, held cheek-together.
Jack said dreamily, his cheek still against Gloria's.
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