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Show ier Isaac approached him, unsuspecting, speaking in low and reassuring tones. A g r e a t anger and vengeance for his fathf rose in the boy as Isaac touched his long locks. He had been violated! The knife - the long knife he intended to take hunting had appeared suddenly, flashed and plunged. Isaac> grabbed his side - there, where the Saviour had been t h r u s t with a spear - and scissors and comb c l a t t e r e d to the floor. As I thought of it, I felt the r e a l i z a t i o n of betrayal, the incomprehension of betrayal spraft across my face, the r e g i s t r a t i o n of shock and horror on c e l l s innocent of any wish to cause harm. And I could see I s a a c ' s face contorted with pain for the boy as much as for himself. My mother told me what she knew about i t. "There's a group of them up there that have been involved in all kinds of evil - drugs, stealing, everything." I thought of my own past and said nothing. .jE-^MnQganod an Aoii«g is right - the s p i r i t of Satan resides on that ranch," y mother concluded. "How i s he- rtaking i t - and how i s Aunt Helga?" "They're up there now; they traveled by private plane. Your daddy has been reassured that I s a a c ' s l i f e will be spared. Still, he's in great danger - of losing his l i v e r or kidney or both. They've asked for fasting and prayer among a l l members of the family." Thoughts of .Isaac clung to me in the days that followed. 1 remembered his gentleness when we were children. Around Saul 1 had tried not to cry. But when I ha to cry, I went to iS a ac |