The Giant Wistaria by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
“Meddle not with my new vine, child! See! Thou hast already broken the tender shoot! Never needle or distaff for thee, and yet thou wilt not be quiet!” The nervous fingers wavered, clutched at a small carnelian cross that hung from her neck, then fell despairingly. “Give me my child, mother, and then I will…
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