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Revelation

She was only a farm wife, she told me, not given to such things as poetry and art, and that's how I thought of her (smugly) until the day she was cutting carrots and showed me how to hold a slice up to the light to see the sunburst in the center. Since then, I haven't thought of her or carrots in the same way.