Mom had doubted me for the longest time, but then she began asking herself: Might she be blind to what was happening? She had been with the church for twenty-six years. Was everything she thought colored by her bubblelike existence? Perhaps she didn't even know how to think for herself anymore. But the idea that she could be so wrong frightened her, so she wavered for a while.
-- Michelle LeClair, Perfectly Clear, p. 255-256
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