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But that's not why I love her.

And that was it. I had no more arguments. Because what do you say when your daughter—your daughter , not by blood but by something deeper—chooses you over her own country? Over her own gods? Over her own future? ruth mom pov

Then Elimelech died.

"Go back with your sister-in-law," I said. I tried to make my voice firm, the voice I used when they were small and I needed them to obey for their own safety. "I am too old to give you another son. Go. Find a young man. Have babies. Forget you ever knew this bitter old woman." But that's not why I love her