Until I was thirteen my mother and father and sister and I lived in a rented one story, two bedroom house. There was a big picture window in the living room – what people called the front room back then – and this picture window had no curtains. It never did. So at night, it was a like having a huge black hole in the wall. Anyway, one night, in the winter, when it was snowing and you could see the snowflakes flying by the big picture window in the darkness, my father and mother were standing in the living room going through their coat pockets and some drawers in a dresser trying to come up with enough loose change to buy a pack of cigarettes and arguing with each other about money, which they did almost all the time. Cigarettes back then cost thirty cents a pack.
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