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She stepped into the room with careful resolve as she spotted Him from afar. She would never forget His eyes, much less His voice. The voice that pierced her soul only a few days before. The eyes that looked at her as if to see each one of her heart’s wounds… her soul’s blemishes.
The guests held their breaths as she approached the Rabbi and stood behind Him. Simon, the host, a Pharisee of Pharisees, watched the scene with despising contempt.