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God had never answered any of her prayers. ‘Not in the open street. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and elastic firmness. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. “Where is she?” He would yell even louder until she was sure that people in faraway fishing boats could probably hear him. “Well?” he asked her tersely. It’s odd how little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had.
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