wrinkle in time
she looked so old in her earrings and coiffed hair, her lithe laugh tripping over the air and reminding me of my cynicism. then she bit into her ice cream cone brown and white swirls dipped in chocolate and it smeared her nose and she looked young again. and i forgave her.
2 Comments:
Aren't we most enraged by our own failings that we see reflected in others? Glad you found mercy through the Anointing of the Ice Cream.
Dad, you always help me understand what I mean by my blogs -- thank you. Love Em.
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