The Brightest Thing in Harlem
The Brightest Thing in Harlem The rain on Monday morning sounded like applause. Eleanor Price stood on the steps of The Lantern community center in Harlem and listened to it—the steady, rhythmic clapping of water against brick, like someone applauding a performance that had not yet begun. She had been a Red Cross nurse in France. She had held dying boys in her arms and watched their breath...
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