Eliphaz has been quiet for seven days. Seven days of watching his cousin's son sit in the ashes, of saying nothing, of offering only presence where words would have been insults. And then Job opens his mouth and the darkness pours out — the cursing of his birthday, the calling up of Leviathan, the longing for a grave that will not come. And something shifts in Eliphaz. Something that had been held in restraint for seven days finally moves toward the surface.

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