Remembering

July 6, 2009 at 12:46 pm (Quotes) ()

“I remember the fireflies always being out … but probably that was only once or twice. You know how, when you’re remembering, you put beautiful things everywhere. You spread them out, and they fill the whole memory. Even if there weren’t fireflies every night we played there, those were firefly times.”

–Grandma
(M.T. Anderson, Whales on Stilts!)

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