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for him. But it's not true. We raise them for themselves. We stay with our men for the children's sake." Valentine smiled. "You did."
"I stayed with the wrong man," said Novinha.
"No, you stayed with the right one. Your Libo, he had a wife and other children-- she was the one, they were the ones who had a right to claim him. You stayed with another man for your own children's sake, and even though they hated him sometimes, they also loved him, and even though in some ways he was weak, in others he was strong. It was good for you to have him for their sake. It was a kind of protection for them all along."
"Why are you saying these things to me?"
"Because Jane is dying," said Valentine, "but she might live if only Ender would reach out to her."
"Put the jewel back into his ear?" said Novinha scornfully.
"They're long past needing that," said Valentine. "Just as Ender is long past needing to live this life in this body."
"He's not so old," said Novinha.
"Three thousand years," said Valentine.
"That's just the relativity effect," said Novinha. "Actually he's-"
"Three thousand years," said Valentine again. "All of humanity was his family for most of that time; he was like a father away on a business trip, who comes home only now and then, but when he's there, he's the good judge, the kind provider. That's what happened each time he dipped back down into a human world and spoke the death of someone; he caught up on all the family doings he had missed. He's had a life of three thousand years, and he saw no end of it, and he got tired. So at last he left that large family and he chose your small one; he loved you, and for your sake he set aside Jane, who had been like his wife in all those years of his wandering, she'd been at home, so to speak, mothering all his trillions of children, reporting to him on what they were doing, tending house."
"And her own works praise her in the gates," said Novinha.
"Yes, the virtuous woman. Like you."
Novinha tossed her head in scorn. "Never me. My own works mocked me in the gates."
"He chose you and he loved you and he loved your children and he was their father, those children who had lost two fathers already; and he still is their father, and he still is your husband, but you don't really need him anymore."