Then she said:-- "Don't you think it's rather nice to think that we're in a book that God's writing?
If I were writing the book, I might make mistakes.

But God knows how to make the story end just right--in the way that's best for us." "Do you really believe that, Mother ?" Peter asked quietly.
"Yes," she said, "I do believe it--almost always--except when I'm so sad that I can't believe anything.

But even when I can't believe it, I know it's true--and I try to believe.

You don't know how I try, Peter.

Now take the letters to the post, and don't let's be sad any more.