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In the beginning was Mama and the word was with Mama and the word was Mama. All things were done through her and without her there was not anything done that was done.

And Aunt Lona came and said let there be light. And there was light.

And Elizabeth saw the light that it was good. She separated the light from the darkness. And the light she called “Aunt Lona” and the darkness she called “Mama.” And the light shined in the darkness, although the darkness knew it not.

And the evening and the morning were the first twenty-eight years of her life.