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Certainly. He's my neighbor. Well, our neighbor. My husband Eric and I. We've lived there for almost 50 years now. We moved there in 1951, just after we got married. We were so young. Eric walked into the kitchen and told me to give it to him open because, well, because that's how it's always been, hasn't it? I'm always too weak, too brittle, too frail to do anything. His eyes were full of fear as he shouted out my name. Grace! Grace! I sat on top of him, straddling his waist, dominant. He stared up through the trees, up to the heavens, upon God's own violet canopy. Certainly. He's my neighbor. Well, our neighbor. My husband Eric and I. We've lived there for almost 50 years now. We moved there in 1951, just after we got married. We were so young. Eric walked into the kitchen and told me to give it to him open because, well, because that's how it's always been, hasn't it? I'm always too weak, too brittle, too frail to do anything. His eyes were full of fear as he shouted out my name. Grace! Grace! I sat on top of him, straddling his waist, dominant. He stared up through the trees, up to the heavens, upon God's own violet canopy.