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Death guided my steps like music to a sharp waltz. 388

“My father may have men,” I said, “but I ha d a god at my side” 289

This used to terrify me. This intimacy. I did not consider myself bashful, but where my missing arm was concerned, I had never overcome my vanity. 154

I could have explained that there was no need for me to strengthen my focus with these little exercises. No need to sit here in the dark, hoping to connect with a sacred power. No need to pray the movement into my fingers, because my god was here with me, every minute of every day, acting like a nuisance. 128