Cradle to Grave
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43, disease (To make better sense, this chapter actually should be read before 42, scars)
The hours in the crèche had been punishment to Obi-Wan the boy. Now old Ben wished that that far-minded lad had paid more attention to the basic requirements of the infants and less to his dreams. The cure for Luke's infliction was something elemental... something that was just on the fringes of old Ben's memory... something that Obi-Wan's apprentice with his love for all things new and young would have recalled instantly…
But that way lay madness.
Old Ben could only stare hopelessly into Beru Lars's despairing eyes. Stare hopelessly in Luke's pain-filled ones.
And pray for the Force's mercy.
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