Misses especially, who seemed to think it as her Lord-ordained duty to save her black folks' souls on the one day a week her husband wasn't breaking their bodies.

It was an honor to lift this burden and so the burden was light.

It was folly to think that she was the only one that had ever had any secrets.

Cain and Abel were not brothers, not twins. They were...two sides of the same person, good and evil warring against its own inclinations. The same struggle was borne out in every person, over and over, from the very most beginning of time, and you could only answer for yourself which brother would win.