Seven Facets on the Gem of Hope

     Earlier this week I was chatting a superficial, passing chat with a woman whose name I do not know. Springtime, fine weather and gardens, and the possibility of flowers and successful gardens. “We live in hope,” I said, thoughtlessly repeating a mantra that was ingrained in my speech pattern decades ago.
     My anonymous friend grinned broadly, her whole face lighting up. “My grandmother used to say that,” she said, “Oh! We used to laugh at that....

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