They do all have eyes, don’t they?
“God’s wounds! You don’t think I know what color eyes anyone has around here, do you? I would have to sit and think a while to tell you what color eyes my children have. They do all have eyes, don’t they?”
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ChaptersAs he carried her outside, he thought that she felt lighter than she had that day when he had held her, all warm and pink-cheeked and laughing, in his arms. He would try to remember to ask Father Brandt how much a soul weighed.
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