sabato 21 agosto 2010

Alphabet Weekends - Elizabeth Noble

Natalie stared at her mum. Who could sew, and make paper-maché, and play the best party games in the world, and knew the names of flowers. Who had kissed her grazed knees, and stroked her fevered forehead, and held her hand on the walk to school every day, and weated every day to bring her home and listen, as though it was really interesting, to everything else she had to say about her day.
And realised that now it was her turn.

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