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The evenings grew longer kitchen windows stayed open after dinner and peepers could be heard in the marsh. Isabelle, stepping out to sweep her porch steps, felt absolutely certain that some wonderful change was arriving in her life. The strength of this belief was puzzling what she was feeling, she decided, was really the presence of God.

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Elizabeth Strout
Age: 68
Born: 1956
Born: January 6
Author
Novelist
Writer
Portland
Maine
Life
Heard
Window
Stepping
Feeling
Decided
Windows
Marsh
Belief
Strength
Stayed
Marshes
Felt
Steps
Kitchen
Evenings
Feelings
Longer
Evening
Puzzling
Certain
Grew
Presence
Porch
Change
Open
Dinner
Sweep
Really
Wonderful
Absolutely
Arriving

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