She dragged the broken bottle across her carotid artery, creating an inch-deep gash upon her throat. She was still laughing for about five stabs when she finally that she was bleeding all over her brand new linoleum floor. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. One can learn and understand only by personal experience, by actual contact with the realities of life.
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