many children are raised in the
throe and embrace of fantastic magical stories patiently read to them of kings queens princesses princes courts commoners
witches woodsmen monsters and brave heroes
they have been raised on fast tides their imaginations
senses pummeled by thrilling high waves from which there seems no safe harbor but
which in the end submit and again sea creatures peer happily from and bathe in bright
crystal pools simmering in low tides
they have been raisedmore often that not with happy endings
that was not odd
he didnt think happy
endings had to end in childhood that childish
things should be put down and put away because he was older
his curiositiesfascinations
hadnt turned aside or were tamed they remained
as vivid and stubborn
she asked but she didnt say
And so, would you?
he liked her well enough and because he did he didnt want to be to
offputting terse
I have a pet peeve Do you have a pet peeve or peeves
I’m sure I do but off the top of
my head, just now, I can’t think of one. Why?
To preface the answer to your
question
Obviously I say what I thinknot to direct you or some say intimidate but rather I answer the question Im asking
To your question would you
he couldnt read her quiet the fix of her mouth her eyes
he
wouldnt want to play poker with her
he didnt press
he was content to ride the
silence
he knew his answer was Yes
he didnt cared for her words
terminology his childhood fairy tales
screwedup their faces he had to walk among them consoling them patting
their heads There thereing them Its
awright Things are dandy
You’re not going to say?
Regarding a rub an tug
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