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My mother and I have a habit of verbally bouncing off each other, which has been there as far back as I can remember.
“They have offered you twins,” she suggested as soon as I arrived, “and my dear girl, the press are giving you people no letup over this wretched man; the media are obsessed with it.” And that very much included her. I took a sip of my wine, fossicked in my handbag, and gave her Brother Aden’s letter to read.
My dear Moleander,
Receiving a loving and generous letter such as yours is always proof, I believe, that Almighty God does listen to our prayers. You sound such a nice lady, that I do hope your own prayers are answered in a way that adds richness and real meaning to your life. The plight of little children orphaned, abandoned, or mistreated in any way is one of
