Women of the Bible | by Danielle Smith | Volume 16, Issue 2 | March - April 2010
The road was dusty. Peninnah’s words were like little skewers in Hannah’s heart. It was as if she grabbed the knobby end and twiddled it just to make sure Hannah felt the point. Elkanah was a dear and tried his best to comfort her but he was a man and couldn’t possibly understand what …
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