Sariah and the record of everyone

1 And I shit you not, Sariah read a page which described the journey of Lehi and his sons.

2 It mentioned her existence, after which the writer had become busy with the spiritual development of the men.

3 She asked where the record kept the work of preparing, waiting, worrying, deciding, and carrying things that did not carry themselves.

4 The scribe answered that these matters were understood.

5 Then, said Sariah, let us see whether understanding will prepare the next meal.

6 When the sons had gone away, she had feared for them. The fear had not been an editorial defect.

7 When she had challenged an assurance, she had not thereby ceased loving the person who offered it.

8 And when relief came, she had not owed the record a performance proving that the earlier fear had never existed.

9 Nephi asked what she wished written.

10 Begin, she said, with my name. It is Sariah.

11 A copyist explained that Sarah was shorter and looked agreeable beneath an illustration.

12 Sariah replied that the convenience of a caption was not a sufficient reason to replace a person.

13 Then Laman asked whether his questions might also appear as questions, rather than being collected beneath a single permanent verdict.