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Show CHRYSALIS PAGE 146 I am. By my children, who will love another mother. And that's how it should be! But, oh, how it hurts. Mark doesn't want to talk about it. It makes him uncomfortable. "I'm sorry," I say. "The only thing is, I'm a little bit scared." "Don't be," he says, squeezing my hand. "We'll take it one day at a time." All right. One day at a time. Avaler des Couleuveres * From pole to pole the pit is black: Unconquered, conquered, back to back, My soul and the night that covers me, Whoever the gods, wherever they be. Fate has bludgeoned and tricked and tried, My children weep, and I have cried * To Swallow Snakes |