What if my
father would touch me, asks Jacob. In planning his deception,
it is not love for his father, nor respect for his age that drives
his hesitation; rather, it is the fear to be found out.
Covering his
arm with the hide of a kid, pretending to be that which he is
not, Jacob is now ready for the last moment he is going to have
with his father.
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