To them all I am nothing. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. But your face! What happened here just before I came?" "Perhaps God wasn't quite sure that I could hold what I had, and wanted to try me out. ” “It’s gone. He continued to do this for the rest of the evening intermittently, in and out, among other topics.
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