. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ‘Pen and paper, do you have them?’ ‘Danged if I have,’ came the truculent response. I can now give myself to God utterly; no human emotion will ever be shuttling in between. I did not reckon upon—him. Michelle would arrive daily with a two to ten minute brief on her own dating status, her nightly dreams, grades, new family developments.
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