Overcome by the pleasant
lassitude of a warm summer afternoon, hers was a condition of indolent
indifference.
Francesca climbed up and into the hammock.
She was not inclined to
sew a felled seam, the raw edges flattened, turned under, and stitched
down.
The old man could repair
his own trousers.
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