"He was a little boy, and she was grown up. She huddled by the fire not daring to move, helpless and guilty, a big woman."

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How big are souls anyway?" asked Coraline. The other mother sat down at the kitchen table and leaned against the back wall, saying nothing. She picked at her teeth with a long crimson-varnished fingernail, then she tapped the finger, gently, tap-tap-tap against the polished black surface of her black button eyes.

— Neil Gaiman