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[tattered_dreams]

"And the poor lady, so small in her black satin, shrivelled up and sallow, with her funny corkscrew curls, took the little boy on her lap and put her arms around him and wept as though her heart would break. But her tears were partly tears of happiness, for she felt that the strangeness between them was gone. She loved him now with a new love

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[davethedude]

i love for you to explain that to me..

[tattered_dreams]

Ha. It's from a book. "Of Human Bondage", by W. Somerset Maugham. The little boy, Phillip, had just told his aunt that he hated her and she began to cry. He realized what he had done and then gave her a kiss in attempts to ease her pain. She formed a new appreciation for the boy because she knew he had the capacity to hurt her.