Srinivas was so exasperating, Rama thought as she shuffled along behind her brother. My questions aren’t stupid. Why do poor people leave offerings for us when they don’t understand the stories? Even if Srinivas was right, it didn’t make sense. Sometime when he’s less annoyed, I’ll ask him again. Or maybe Krishna will know. No, she was too busy staying out of Rohit’s way. Rama sighed. “When I’m big enough,” she decided, “I’ll find my own answers.”
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