to me.”
‚ÄúBut you don‚Äôt need it; you‚Äôve got four other prettier ones‚ÅÝ‚ÄîI counted.‚Äù
“That makes no difference.”
‚ÄúYes it does‚ÅÝ‚Äîfolks ain‚Äôt got no right to things they don‚Äôt need.‚Äù
‚ÄúThat makes no difference, Zora, and you know it. The pin is mine. You stole it. If you had wanted a pin and asked me I might have given you‚ÅÝ‚Äî‚Äù
The girl blazed.
“I don’t want your old gifts,” she almost hissed. “You don’t own what you don’t need and can’t use. God owns it and I’m going to send it back to Him.”
With a swift motion she whipped the pin from her pocket and raised