Completely puzzled, I asked, “Why do you say we were friends in ——?”
“He was the larger purpose, of which we were a part.”
“The original purpose is not all the same, then?”
“No, there are many purposes in the beginning, but only one in the end.”
“Does Frederick know all this?”
“All of it.”
When she said good night, she added, “God bless you,” and I asked: “Mary K., how do you see God? Frederick sees Him as light in dark places.”
“Justice, light, progress.”
“Is that God, or God’s work?”