Every Sunday nudge Sam direction, walks sitting hugs her. smells behin — Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies: Thoughts Faith

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Every Sunday I nudge Sam in her direction, and he walks to where she is sitting and hugs her. She smells him behind the ears, where he most smells like sweet unwashed new potatoes. This is in fact what I think God may smell like, a young child's slightly dirty neck.

Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith

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