Later, whenever she looked at it, Mira was reassured that it was only her imagination and her striving to obey that gave her those such-big feelings of remorse, which came out of her belief that things could be better than they were—as if not being able to bring to some beautiful conclusion her love for Annie, or not having been able to settle the right distance between her father and herself, were the only ways she had gone wrong; as if life was not a constant falling short of the many tasks that God, and others, and even we, have given ourselves.
