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But when I think of her so much, surely she must think of me! One day she'll run to me and clasp me to her and claim me back again. I just have to be a little patient! After all, with everything so sparkling there, she may not want to come back So soon!
Within the mind there was struggle. There was another voice, a voice of anger and possessiveness.
And when she comes, I'll turn my face away and refuse to talk to her. I'll wait until she weeps and tells me that she's sorry she left me. Then I'll really throw my arms around her and hug her so tight and be friends with her all over again!
The image which wise uncle-friend gave him guided this innocent child's heart to conceive of his mother hearing and responding to his thought. Though this image came and receded as elusively as the stars, it was an inspiration, an invitation to imagine a greater dimension to life.
Rup's Little Sister
Rup and his little sister were great friends. He was proud of being her big brother. He enjoyed the way she would tag after him and look up to him. It was his joy to show her off. She was a sweet and beautiful fair-skinned child, three years younger than he. Whenever someone would ask him, “Who is this little beauty with you?” he would respond with pride, “She is my sister!" And deep down he would feel, "She is mine!”
Of course there were certain annoying tendencies beneath Magi's sweetness which created an angry jealous streak in him. It was only natural. For example, one day when Rup took a few of his father's coins which were lying about the house, he called out to Magi, “Come on, little Behn, let's go out and get something special to eat!"
They ran off to a roadside vendor's stand and spent all the coins on delicious treats. Before returning home, Rup warned
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