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... the flower garden behind the house — the warm breeze teased my hair, and the petals brushed my dress as we passed.
At the far end, tucked under the shade of a wide shed woven from bamboo and ivy, a wooden table waited. My steps slowed.
It wasn’t just lunch. It was a feast, just as Lennon had emphasized.
A whole turkey, glazed until it gleamed a golden hue. A whole barbecued goat, its skin roasted to perfect crispness. Plates piled high with sides — creamy potatoes, leafy ...
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