"'I wish..." She starts, then shudders because she's crying. 'I wish it was the summer, Albert.'
I wish it was the summer, too.
I shake my head.
'It'll never be the summer again, Mia.'
'Can we pretend it is, just for tonight?', she asks.
I don't say anything at first, too much is going through my head, I'm confused, and it's not until I look up at her when I realize...
'Okay', I say. 'Hi, Mia.'
I try to say it cheerfully, but she frowns at me.
'That's not how you did it when we first met.'
'I don't follow.'
She raises her right hand, palm out, and stares at me gravely.
'How, Albert', she says.
I raise my hand, too.
'How, Mia.'
~ from Stop Me if You've Heard This One Before, p 372-373
I definitely need to read this. Thank you for quoting it. So happy, it made my heart flutter like a wee little butterfly. With orange spots.
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