Now, finally, he was in a place where none of that made any difference, where he was simply an Earthman. Only here had he come to understand that he was not a battleground-to be divided and conquered by his grandparents-but a garden, where each person who'd contributed to his existence longed to see that something of themselves had taken root and grown. For
( Mary Doria Russell )
[ Children of God ]
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