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The picture moved on the wall for noapparent reason. The picture, a framedphotograph of my maternal grandmothersitting in her rocking chair, made a rattlingnoise as it moved. Everyone at the table lookedround to see what had made the noise. My sisterBetty, who was facing the picture, had seenthe movement. “What on earth made it move like that?”Betty asked. We all looked at Grandmother Pye’spicture and offered explanations. “Wind,” said Father. It was a calm day. There was not a breath
The picture moved on the wall for noapparent reason. The picture, a framedphotograph of my maternal grandmothersitting in her rocking chair, made a rattlingnoise as it moved. Everyone at the table lookedround to see what had made the noise. My sisterBetty, who was facing the picture, had seenthe movement. “What on earth made it move like that? ” Betty asked. We all looked at Grandmother Pye’spicture and recommended explanations. “Wind, ” said Father. It was a calm day. There was not a breath