Two Women Of Galilee
And laying his hands on each one, he healed them.
—Luke 4:38
Consumption found me, unsuspecting, on my twelfth birthday. That morning my father granted my wish and took me boating on the open sea despite the winter cold and my mother's protests. I was willful, even as a girl.
I rushed toward my fate in a dart across the water.My father's dark reed boat cut through the chilled air as he pounded a mallet on a wooden block.The oarsmen strained to keep pace. I saw my father smiling and felt proud to be so much like him.
The wind in my hair and the flutter inside me made me lurch from my place and run to chase the waves. Leaning out of the boat for a whitecap,I lost my balance and fell overboard.
It was a sea of melted snow. Two oarsmen dove to save me, Both cities were essential to the Both had been rebuilt in the Roman
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