Why are you up so early, mi cariño? What are you thinking about?"
"Just stories I remember," he answered. "I'm wondering...how can you see injustice and fight against it without...without giving up your commitment to help and to heal?"
"Sometimes the most caring doctor has to cut away the diseased part of the body to bring help and healing to the rest of it.
Sometimes a part of the body has to die for the rest of it to live," she said.
We’re cutting away the diseased part to help the rest of the people live."
"I see," he said, "But I worry that we’re destroying innocent lives as we cut away the guilty ones who’ve wrought so much pain and suffering on the land.”
"You have such good eyes and such a good heart," she whispered.
She slowly turned him toward her. With her free hand she untied her robe. It fell to the floor around her.
This erased the seeing and the worrying of the moment and rewrote the time to a place where one didn’t have to choose between ammunition or medicine but where the only choice was love.
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