I know how bad it feels. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. Just let him down easy, Lucy. You have the gift of words, but you haven't started to create yet. Never really thought about Him—people don’t. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and sloop. So that way is closed. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken.
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