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| I have rings never said ‘I hate you’ before. Never ever. Mommy says "I hate you" is the absolute worst thing I can ever say, that I should never waste it unless I really really mean it, or I will turn into salt like Lot’s evil wife for taking words lightly. Mommy says "I hate you" makes me like Communists and Jim Crow, and people will write books to say I am bad, and Gabriella will have to run away again. Stopped still, holding my thrilled breath, waiting for some awful doom, waiting for the ceiling to crack rings and tumble rings as I listen to my own quiet echo. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" The others hear it too. Ari stares hard, whispers, "Elisheba, You’re not aloud to hate me. " His mouth tightens, shoulders curl. I think maybe I have hurt him, and almost smile. The door opens, Netty humming Sabbath songs, carrying messy flour in a burlap sack. "Netty! Netty! Elisheba said I hate you to Ari!!!!" "What! Ari, Elisheba, is this true?" "No" Silence again. We all turn towards Gabriella, sitting cross legged and tall in the corner, rigid. |
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