I nodded. "I seem to have heard somewhere that God's noblest creature is a devoted mother, but I can't see much difference between Emma and Mrs. Lake. With Mrs. Lake, it was Fabian and money. With Emma, it's her kids."
"You're supposed to be like that about kids, Jean."
"Maybe. But Emma's the kind that thinks hers are the only kids. There's no world to Emma outside that ugly little house and her kids. No great war. No social changes. No art and beauty - oh, skip it!"
"Not being mothers," Peg said, as I started up, "maybe we aren't being entirely fair.
I stopped again.
"Maybe not. Anyhow, what I started out to say in the first place was that if Emma thought she had to do murder for her kid's sake, she'd do it. And think herself justified, even noble, because of it."
(from The Golden Box, by Frances Crane)
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