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So, if people didn’t settle down to take up farming, why then did they embark on this entirely new way of living? We have no idea – or actually, we have lots of ideas, but we don’t know if any of them are right. According to Felipe Fernández-Armesto, at least thirty-eight theories have been put forward to explain why people took to living in communities: that they were driven to it by climatic change, or by a wish to stay near their dead, or by a powerful desire to brew and drink beer, which could only be indulged by staying in one place. ↗
Don’t cry, Mary,” Eden croaked. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” My lip quivered as I softly replied, “You’re dying. How could I not cry?” I didn’t hear Lucas walk up behind me, but he put his hand on my shoulder for comfort. I sniffed back tears as I looked at my aunt lying helplessly in the hospital bed. I took in a sharp breath as Eden’s glassy eyes searched mine. “I love you,” Eden said weakly, coughing into her shaking hand. “I love you, too,” I whispered. “But this isn’t goodbye. Don’t say goodbye,” I pleaded. ↗
Dear Philip, I don't imagine you will ever read this. If you do, it is bacause something dreadful has happened to me. I find myself in the hands of a dangerous man. I am determined to fight him but before I do, my heart demands that I write this note to tell you that I love you. I am sending my heart to you in this letter so it will be kept safe from whatever may happen to me tonight. I don't know if you want it or not, but it has always been yours. With all my love, Marianne ↗
It's going to be like an...aura, I guess." He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "Explain?" "Like even though there are outside forces pushing through the walls, in here it's like a bubble of goodness. Like coming home." I could feel him smiling and it encouraged me to elaborate. "When I think of how others would see it, I imagine them seeing a force of goodness overshadowing a force of evil, protecting it. ↗
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Is there an intelligent man or woman now in the world who believes in the Garden of Eden story? If you find any man who believes it, strike his forehead and you will hear an echo. Something is for rent. ↗
What do you want to know, Eden? Do you want to know how upset I am that you are not going to be around anymore, that I'm going to have to disappear out of your life completely? Would you like to know how scared I am that I won't be able to protect you anymore? Maybe you want to know how terrifying it is that you are choosing to hand yourself over to the monarchy; that you are going willingly to be slaughtered and I get absolutely no say in the matter. Or maybe you wan to know how hurt I am. Is that what you want to know? ↗
Yes," he said, shrugging. "Maybe you didn't understand when I said I"d love you forever, but I meant I'd love you forever. There were no qualifiers or addendums to that vow, nothing that would void it out based on your actions." His smile lit up the night. "To make sure you're clear on this, let me repeat myself. I'll love you forever, Bryn Dawson, no matter how determined you might be to screw it up." "No conditions?" I asked. "Not even (spoiler omitted) He shook his head. "I think that's why they call it unconditional. ↗
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Ik kon het echter niet laten, te scrhijven over ook nog de meisjes van 14 tot 18 jaar, die men de meest vermoeiende en meest zenuwslopende taak op de smalle schouders legde. Men noemde ze 'de nachtploeg', omdat ze het afschuwelijke nachtwerk te verrichten kregen: bij het loeien der sirenes om 6 of 7 uur in de avond, repten ze zich naar de fabrieken en stonden ze de hele nacht dóór in het helse lawaai van machines, molens of getouwen, om pas rond 6 of 7 uur in de grauwe ochtend de fabriekspoort te verlaten. Ondervoed, afgemat, door slaap overmand, kon geen nacht voorbij gaan zonder dat een van hen een ongeluk overkwam. ↗
Op het einde van het jaar 1889 stemde de regering dan de wet op de kinderarbeid. Hierdoor was het niet langer meer toegelaten, kinderen beneden de twaalf jaar in mijnen en fabrieken te aanvaarden. Ondanks deze wet bleven in haast alle fabrieken der Denderstreek de kinderen aan het werk. Men zou eerst nog, jaren later, inspecteurs moeten aanstellen om kontrool hierop te houden. ↗
