And this had caused another memory to resurface:
finishing William Goldings Lord of the Flies at the age of twelve on a hot
summer day, going to the refrigerator for a cold glass of lemonade.
So did most of the village, for that matter - the girls heart had not been properly made, that was all, such things were rare but everyone could recall such a sad case at one time or another.
So did most of the village, for that matter - the girls heart had not been properly made, that was all, such things were rare but everyone could recall such a sad case at one time or another.