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She was trying to understand what had happened to her daughter.
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When I did her look was a puzzle of anger held back, of curiosity, of hurt.
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His eyes locked with mine. I could think of nothing except how their grey was like the inside of an oyster shell.
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A painting in a church is like a candle in a dark roomwe use it to see better. It is the bridge between ourselves and God.
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“She is facing us, but is looking out the window, down to her right. She is wearing a yellow and black fitted bodice of silk and velvet, a dark blue skirt, and a white cap that hangs down in two points below her chin.”
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I had often seen him look at her, touch her shoulder, speak to her in a low voice laced with honey.
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put on airs with
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set her in the best light.
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insisted that the four girls and Johannes be allowed into the studio.
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chairs pulled up to the table and rested my elbow on the blue and red table rug