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I wasn’t trying to reach England. or Paris. I thought that if I made the broadcast powerful enough, my brother would hear me. That I could bring him some peace, protect him as he had always protected me.” You’d play your brother’s own voice to him? After he died?””And Debussy.” Did he ever talk back?” The attic ticks. What ghosts sidle along the walls right now, trying to overhear? She can almost taste her great-uncle’s fright in the air. “No,” he says. “He never did.