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Chapter Three

Miriam and Carl’s relationship began with casual conversations and unplanned—or so they said—meetings. Some days as Miriam walked by the construction site Carl would not be there. She would carry on to the market and to her surprise discover him buying a bit of food for lunch. Or he would be there with a few of his workmates, buying some building materials. Every time they would find each other and enter into conversation. These talks happened so frequently that eventually Carl became comfortable in her presence and actually got to the point where he suggested they have a picnic on the weekend. Miriam of course was thrilled. And so was Carl.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and birds were singing in the trees. Carl and Miriam set out midmorning with a basket of food and drink to a beautiful spot just outside the village where the river had formed a small pool. There were some alder trees on the bank that provided shade and a beguiling pastoral atmosphere. The whole scene was bathed in romance.

With full hearts they sat and talked about their lives. Miriam talked about her life with Martin and Hilda. Carl was fascinated by her story. He was amazed that she was as happy as she was. He commented that he wasn’t sure he could have ever overcome not knowing who his parents were. He asked how long it had taken before Martin and Hilda had told Miriam about her adopted status. Didn’t she ever feel rejection? Did she not feel that there