An attic's the afterlife of a house, said Otille, opening the door. Or so my mother used to say.


Chapter 15, p. 201 - Green Eyes (1984)


An attic's the afterlife of a house, said Otille, opening the door. Or so my mother used to say.

An attic's the afterlife of a house, said Otille, opening the door. Or so my mother used to say.

An attic's the afterlife of a house, said Otille, opening the door. Or so my mother used to say.

An attic's the afterlife of a house, said Otille, opening the door. Or so my mother used to say.