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Nanna’s accordionis gathering duston a plywood floorat the top of the stairs. She got it in ’41,back when she was justa child, before the war.Kids themselves, her heirs can’t...

The Sons of Katie Elder make such noise! Dad’s fast asleep, despite his three grandsons waving their toy pistols, kiddy cowboys shouting to be heard above John Wayne’s guns....

The sisters, quick to gather, like moths to candlewick, mourn another sudden death, with thrumming talk and measured breath. Their men succumbing one by one, they rally round the...