Masina removed the bowl but kept her fingers grip on Mohini's jaw while she set it down.<strong>"That's a good milkmaid."</strong><br/><br/>A finger traced the trail of Mohini's tear, wiping the moisture away.<strong>"It will not always be so hard."</strong><br/><br/>The vice of fingers is removed from the milkmaid's chin and Masina rises to gather her tools and herbs with an occasional impatient glance at the gaping door.<br/><br/>