The difference between me and Mr. and Mrs. Feltner, as I had to see and feel even in my own grief, was that they were old and I was young. I was filled with life, with my life and Virgil's life, with the life of our baby, and with other lives that might, in time, come to me. But the Feltners had begun to be old. Life had quit coming to them, and was going away.

The word power has such a generally negative implication in our society. What are people talking about? Are they talking about muscles, or control?

Written By Arthur Golden

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