“This is Grace <br />my littlest love! ” <br /> <br />“Because she was <br />conceived by the grace of God! ” <br /> <br />She hooshes the old dog out. <br />He goes out through the cat flap. <br /> <br />Grace squirms. <br />Wants a toffee. <br /> <br />“No...no toffee! ” <br />She tells Gracie <br />and Gracie accepts it <br />as if she had just been trying her luck <br />and didn’t expect to get one anyway. <br /> <br />“This is Dream! ” <br /> <br />And indeed she is <br />dreamish <br /> <br />as if she’s off in another world <br />smiling at some other world flower. <br /> <br />“I dreamed a dream <br />that said I would have her
