I Believe

"It was only a dream, Wendla. It wasn’t real. Do you want to tell me what it was?” Wendla looked up, and tried speaking through her sobs.

“Melchior, sweet, sweet Melchior, he was being tortured in this awful place and I...oh, Mama, I was having a baby, but the doctor called it anemia, but you took me to this man, this awful, awful man, who was going to cut me up and kill the baby, oh, Mama, it was awful!” She said, a fresh wave of tears starting.
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