James spoke first, “Why did you ask Cain where Abel was?”
Michael raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Because I wanted to know!”
“But you know everything,” James answered. “You didn’t need Cain to tell you.”
“True, but Cain needed to tell me,” Michael answered. “And his answer told me what I needed to know.”
The other two kids were paying close attention.
“Know what?” James fired back.
“I needed Cain to know the meaning of what he had done,” Michael answered. “And so I asked questions to lead him to that understanding.”
“So, you asked Cain questions because you wanted him to know the answers?” Paul interjected.
“Not exactly,” Michael said. “Questions teach the greatest lessons. The answers are often less useful than the questions.”
“Weird,” James said. “So, you wanted Cain to know the questions, not the answers.”
“Yes,” Michael said.
“And now he has something to think about,” Paul said.
“Exactly,” Michael affirmed. “He sees what he did from my perspective now. And I hope it helps him live a better life.”
“Why do you want Cain to have a good life,” Hannah asked. “He’s a murderer!”
“He was created in my image,” Michael said. “I love him so very much.”
Michael’s eyes filled with tears. Hannah felt a compelling urge to comfort him. She walked to Michael and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face into his chest. The boys took their cue from Hannah and hugged Michael.
Michael’s arms surrounded the three siblings in a massive embrace.
“You were each created in my image,” he said. “And I love you so much. No matter what you do, I will always love you.”
His embrace tightened around them.
Then he was gone.
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