My mother’s desire to reach... «The Lovely Bones»
Spade3 июня 2014My mother’s desire to reach those waves, touch her feet to another ocean on the other side of the country, was all she was thinking of — the pure baptismal goal of it. Whoosh and you can start over again. Or was life more like the horrible game in gym that has you running from one side of an enclosed space to another, picking up and setting down wooden blocks without end?
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