We have so much to be thankful for. He laughed at her heartily, and she laughed too as she had not for a year. Then she went back and mixed up the sheets in a search for particular passages. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "Then, the story of his death was false.
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