“I think she was quite happy.”
“Did I do very much?”
“She was very proud of you in her way. I could see that.”
“Don’t!”
“You are making things too deep, too difficult. You say, ‘She was just a child.’”
Her hands dropped from her face.
“Yes.”
“Your moods passed over her and were not noticed. Some people are not conscious of clouds.”
She mused.
“Yes, but that does not make me feel less guilty.”