Sublime

We are in the car.

Occasionally she would seem to become the sole focus of his interest, and he’d interrogate her with the attention of a student making notes: why did she have to wear a hat on Sundays? Why did she never wear jeans? Why didn’t she have a television? Was it true she’d never been to the cinema? When she answered, she said either it was because her fath

eked

ribald

reverenced.

You left me, sweet, two legacies,— A legacy of love A Heavenly Father would content, Had he the offer of;

Lucy and I both felt that life wasn’t about avoiding suffering.