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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dawn O'Hara, The Girl Who Laughed by Edna Ferber: haunted me. Resemblance to--what? Whom?
"Would you like to see my garden?" asked Alma
Pflugel, turning from the window. For a moment I stared
in wonderment. But the honest, kindly face was
unsmiling. "These things that I have shown you, I can
take with me when I--go. But there," and she pointed
out over the bare, wind-swept lot, "there is something
that I cannot take. My flowers! You see that mound over
there, covered so snug and warm with burlap and sacking?
There my tulips and hyacinths sleep. In a few weeks,
when the covering is whisked off--ah, you shall see!
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