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Michael chose you. With all your past, with all your frailties, with everything. He knew from the beginning where you came from, and it didn’t make any difference to him.
He had been like the sea, sometimes storm-cast, with waves crashing against a cliff wall; other times he was like the steady, lapping surf. Always he had been like the tide, washing her shore, reshaping her coastline.
