Overheard, from Berit's room:
"Mary, quiet pray quiet pray quiet pray...."
She walked into my room, holding her statue of Mary. She had put her faux wedding ring from her bride costume around Mary's praying hands.
"Look, Mom, I gave it to her. I gave my wedding to Mary."
She asked me to pray "Mary's prayer" with her, so we sat on my bathroom floor and prayed the Hail Mary. Then she went back into her room and tried to teach it to Marta.
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