rose and fell and the pieces moved and it scared me. And like I said, I was hungry. Plenty to drink, except that I peed in it myself. My diaper was so waterlogged it fell off my butt. I was naked.”
"Bean, do you understand what you're telling me? That you were doing all this before you were a year old?”
"You're the one who said how old I was," said Bean. "I didn't know about ages then. You told me to remember. The more I tell you, the more comes back to me. But if you don't believe me ...”
"I just ... I do believe you. But who were the other children? What was the place where you lived, that clean place? Who were those grownups? Why did they take away the other children? Something illegal was going on, that's certain.”
"Whatever," said Bean. "I was just glad to get out of the toilet.”
"But you were naked, you said. And you left the place?”
"No, I got found. I came out of the toilet and a grownup found me.”
"What happened?”
"He took me home. That's how I got clothing. I called them clothings then.”
"You were talking.”
"Some.”
"And this grownup took you home and bought you clothing.”
"I think he was a janitor. I know more about jobs now and I think that's what he was. It was night when he worked, and he didn't wear a uniform like a guard.”
"What happened?”
"That's when I first found out about legal and illegal. It wasn't legal for him to have a child. I heard him yelling at this woman about me and most of it I didn't understand, but at the end I knew he had lost and she had won, and he started talking to me about how I had to go away, and so I went.”
"He just turned you loose in the streets?”
"No, I left. I think now he was going to have to give me to somebody else, and it sounded scary, so I left before he could do it. But I wasn't naked or hungry anymore. He was nice. After I left I bet he didn't have any more trouble.”
"And that's when you started living on the streets.”
"Sort of. A couple of places I found, they fed me. But every time, other kids, big ones, would see that I was getting fed and they'd come shouting and begging and the people would stop feeding me or the bigger kids would shove me out of the way or take the food right out of my hands. I was scared. One time a big kid got so mad at me for eating that he put a stick down my throat and made me throw up what I just ate, right on the street. He even tried to eat it but he couldn't, it made him try to throw up, too. That was the scariest time. I hided all the time after that. Hid. All the time.”
"And starved.”
"And watched," said Bean. "I ate some. Now and then. I didn't die.”
"No, you didn't.”
"I saw plenty who did. Lots of dead children. Big ones and little ones. I kept wondering how many of them were from the clean place.”
"Did you recognize any of them?”
"No. Nobody looked like they ever lived in the clean place. Everybody looked hungry.”
"Bean, thank you for telling me all this.”
"You asked.”
"Do you realize that there is no way you could have survived for three years as an infant?”
"I guess that means I'm dead.”
"I just... I'm saying that God must have been watching over you.”
"Yeah. Well, sure. So why didn't he watch over all those dead kids?”
"He took them to his heart and loved them.”
"So then he didn’t love me?”
"No, he loved you too, he --”
"Cause if he was watching so careful, he could have given me something to eat now and then.”
"He brought me to you. He has some great purpose in mind for you, Bean. You may not know what it is, but God didn't keep you alive so miraculously for no reason.”
Bean was tired of talking about this. She looked so happy when she talked about God, but he hadn't figured it out yet, what God even was. It was like, she wanted to give God credit for every good thing, but when it was bad, then she either didn't mention
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