She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. “I’d have to sneak out after everyone was asleep. That might happen on her birthday—in August. Let me put the main question to you now that I could not put the other afternoon. It filled her with indefinable fear. That was the true miracle of the gift; without actual experience, to imagine love and hate and greed and how they would react upon each other; and then, when these passions had served their temporary purpose, to cast them aside for new imaginings.
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