a single light Author:mia wojciechowska Her Child. Slowly the girl began to realize how much she had come to depend on the Child as an object of her love. She knew now that to live she had to give love. But love, like a gift, must be accepted. She had tried giving love to people, to her father an grandfather, to Carmen an to the priest, but they did not want it. She had given love to ... more »the sick baby, but the baby had died. She had now the one thing that would not refuse her love, her marble Child.« less