The Raincoat Confession
I The phone rang at 4:17 on a Tuesday in November 1947, and Rita Calloway answered it with the voice she had practised in the mirror—a voice that sounded professional and not Southern and not like a woman who had been left by her husband and taken in by a landlady who charged extra for hot water. "Community Health Clinic, this is Cathy speaking. How may I help you?" The man on the other end...
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