Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 91

           (LittleKetutknowsonlythatshewasbornthesameyearas"thebigpig"inhervillage;thishasn’thelpedtherestofusestablishatimeline.)WayanhastakentheminandcaresforthemaslovinglyasshedoesherownTutti.Sheandthethreechildrenallsleeponthesamemattressintheonebedroombehindtheshop.

           HowaBalinesesinglemotherfacingevictionfounditinherhearttotakeintwoextrahomelesschildrenissomethingthatreachesfarbeyondanyunderstandingI’veeverhadaboutthemeaningofcompassion.

           Iwanttohelpthem.

           Thatwasit.Thisiswhatthattremblingfeelingwas,whichI’dexperiencedsoprofoundlyaftermeetingWayanforthefirsttime.Iwantedtohelpthissinglemotherwithherdaughterandherextraorphans.Iwantedtovalet-parkthemintoabetterlife.It’sjustthatIhadn’tbeenabletofigureouthowtodoit.ButtodayasWayanandArmeniaandIwereeatingourlunchandweavingourtypicalconversationofempathyandchopsbusting,IlookedoveratlittleTuttiandnoticedthatshewasdoingsomethingratherodd.Shewaswalkingaroundtheshopwithasingle,smallsquareofprettycobaltblueceramictilerestingonthepalmsofherupturnedhands,singinginachantingsortofway.Iwatchedherforawhile,justtoseewhatshewasupto.Tuttiplayedwiththattileforalongtime,tossingitintheair,whisperingtoit,singingtoit,thenpushingitalongthefloorlikeitwasaMatchboxcar.Finallyshesatuponitinaquietcorner,eyesclosed,singingtoherself,buriedinsomemystical,invisiblecompartmentofspaceallherown

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