Why must she grow up? Why couldnāt she leave her life always in other peopleās keeping, to order as if it was no concern of hers?
Most children have something of this feeling. With most children it is outweighed: still, they will generally hesitate before telling you they prefer to grow up. But then, most children live secure lives, and have an at least apparently secure future to grow up to. To have already murdered a full-sized man, and to have to keep it forever secret, is not a normal background for a child of ten: to have a Margaret one could not altogether banish from oneās thoughts: to see every ordinary avenue of life locked against one, only a violent road, leading to Hell, open.
She was still on the borderline: so often Child still, and nothing but Childā āā ā¦ it needed little conjuringā āā ā¦ Anansi and the Blackbird, Genies and golden thrones.ā āā ā¦