wednesday night.
When we were very young, one day of the year, our mum would wake us up in the morning with a song. She'd whisper in our ears how she'd written us out of school if it was during the week, and the three of us always had breakfast in bed, with flowers from the garden tucked behind our ears. One time we visited the aquarium, the Museum of Contemporary Art another. Once it was storming all afternoon, and that was the day The Umbrellas of Cherbourg became one of my favourite films. When Dad came home from work, we'd have dinner and friends over for dessert -- always angel food cake for Laurel, strawberry shortcake for me.
I always say I miss home, but today I hardly thought of it at all -- my family and my friends and all I've been without for the better part of a year, and perhaps that is more terrifying than anything else.
LAUREL.
Did you have a good birthday?
I always say I miss home, but today I hardly thought of it at all -- my family and my friends and all I've been without for the better part of a year, and perhaps that is more terrifying than anything else.
LAUREL.
Did you have a good birthday?