'Leah frowned at Adah, then at me, trying to decide which one of us was the true enemy. She decided on me.
"You can't just assume that what's right & wrong for us is the same as what was right or wrong for them," she said.
"Thou shalt not kill," I replied. "That's not just our way of thinking. It happens to be in the Bible."
Leah & Adah smiled at each other.
"Right. Here's to the Bible," Leah said, clinking her bottle against mine.
"Tata Jesus is bangala!" Adah said, raising her bottle too. She & Leah looked at each other for a second, then both started laughing like hyenas.
"Jesus is poisonwood!" Leah said. "Here's to the Minister of Poisonwood. And here's to his five wives!"
Adah stopped laughing. "That was us."
"Who?" I said. "What?"
"Nathan's five legendary wives. They must have meant us."
Leah stared at her. "You're right."
Like I said: night, day, & the Fourth of July. I don't even try to understand.'
"You can't just assume that what's right & wrong for us is the same as what was right or wrong for them," she said.
"Thou shalt not kill," I replied. "That's not just our way of thinking. It happens to be in the Bible."
Leah & Adah smiled at each other.
"Right. Here's to the Bible," Leah said, clinking her bottle against mine.
"Tata Jesus is bangala!" Adah said, raising her bottle too. She & Leah looked at each other for a second, then both started laughing like hyenas.
"Jesus is poisonwood!" Leah said. "Here's to the Minister of Poisonwood. And here's to his five wives!"
Adah stopped laughing. "That was us."
"Who?" I said. "What?"
"Nathan's five legendary wives. They must have meant us."
Leah stared at her. "You're right."
Like I said: night, day, & the Fourth of July. I don't even try to understand.'
Lately I've been attracted to the graininess achieved with that cheap thing known as a camera embedded over the screen on my laptop - an extra I never thought I'd need or enjoy.
Au contraire.
It also takes mirror image photos.
Shweet.
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