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Show 282 time about Joseph Smith seeing through the ends of his fingers i t blew me away." " I t didn't scare you or anything when i t happened?" "No, I loved i t . I wish I'd do i t again." "Alice," said Richard, coming in from the l i v i ng room with Sorenson. He had caught her last few lines on the way i n. "I t e l l Richie we don't t r y often enough," she said, and beamed. Sorenson was pink again. Lorin f e l t drained. * * * * * * Lorin's creeping malaise had been getting worse, and i t s progress had coincided, he had noticed, with his gathering f a m i l i a r i t y with Alice. It persisted through the weeks of indoctrination, underwent a momentous spasm at the time of her baptism, worsened during the weeks leading to Richard's follow-through, and by the time the catastrophe struck was making him wonder i f he were in fact seriously i l l . The morning of the day they talked about Kolob, for instance, had begun with a t e r r i b l e incident. The alarm clock had gone o f f as usual while the sky outside was s t i l l grey and the room was lined with shadows, and Lorin had reached out as usual with his eyes closed to shut i t off and his hand had come down on another hand that was already on i t . The clock was on the table on Lorin's side of the room in the f i r s t place because Sorenson could not be trusted with i t . In his sleep Sorenson had been known to rise and tamper with clocks-push in the alarm release, even set the hour back-so the clock had f a l l en to Lorin's custodianship. Lorin set the clock at night, positioned i t on the table next to the lamp so that he could reach i t in the morning and shut i t off as quickly as possible, because i t sounded l i ke |