Nora, sitting in the backseat monologing, on seeing a low lying cloud bank covering the mountains on the horizon:
Hey, look! It's the mountain where I used to live ... with God ... and was happy and joyful ... all by myself ... And I was magical, but now I amn't.
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Oh, Son, was your breath taken away and your eyes filled with tears of wonder and longing?
I know, isn't it amazing? I'm not one for too much weirdness in that direction, but ... WHAT did she just say?
And what's she thinking? And how?
I was pretty amazed. I wrote it down on my hand so I wouldn't forget.
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Wow, that's really intriguing & wonderful. It reminds me of "a Death in the Family"--can you ever go home after you've left? In this case, it would seem as if the answer is yes. It also reminds me of Peter Pan, & the strange longing associated w/ that story.
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