” She turned a firelit face to her husband. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. She could still feel his psychic presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of her. Always! I don’t believe there is any strong natural affection at all between parents and growing-up children.
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