MARGARET swerved past the davenport, fluffed the pillows and picked up the magazines on the way through the living room. She caught a glimpse of her auburn hair in the mirror on the closet door and ran her fingers through the fullness. The chimes rang. Margaret opened the door...
""to visit widows in their affliction" -James 1:27,"
Sketch: Vol. 37
, Article 14.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol37/iss3/14