|
The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: marked these unmistakable signs. But Flora was a taker, not a
giver. She thought herself affectionate because she craved
affection unduly. She thought herself a fond mother because she
insisted on having her children with her, under her thumb,
marking their devotion as a prisoner marks time with his feet,
stupidly, shufflingly, advancing not a step.
Sometimes Sophy, the clear-eyed, seeing this state of affairs,
tried to stop it.
"You expect too much of your husband and children," she said
one day, bluntly, to her sister.
"I!" Flora's dimpled hand had flown to her breast like a
 One Basket |