“Did you just tell me I cannot weep?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I don’t like it.”
“I do”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m very serious, I like to weep. Not all the time, of course, just sometimes. I feel better afterward. Sometimes, when the frustrations build inside me and everything gets so cluttered up inside my mind, crying makes me feel better. Now do you see?”
The Prize by Julie Garwood
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