”What you must understand is that you won’t die now or anytime soon, since I’ve ripped your heart out of your chest and you are still alive!” the girl told me in a stern voice. ”Apart from the Creator himself, nobody can change anybody else’s destiny, no matter how hard we try. It’s the same with your jumper! I can assure you now that you’ll never lose it! It’s yours and it’ll stay that way!” she repeated convincingly. ”It’s like having a child. They’ll be your flesh and blood for ever, even if they grow apart from you with the passing of time.”
Her words restored my confidence in the truth beyond them. Natural and self-possessed, the girl of my dreams placed my heart back in my chest with a casual air about her, as if running one of her usual errands. That stalled my breathing pace for a
