God must love me, for he has guided me here. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. White was scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn fields. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. That was Leonardo’s motto. No means were neglected to accomplish this end. She found pieces of it on the blacktop near the green dumpster, amazingly small pieces considering the fabric’s original heft.
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