She held out her hand and we sat there together like grade-school kids on a field trip. Line up in twos and no talking. Life itself is a peculiar outing. Sometimes I still feel like I need a note from my mother.
Sue Grafton
She held out her hand and we sat there together like grade-school kids on a field trip. Line up in twos and no talking. Life itself is a peculiar outing. Sometimes I still feel like I need a note from my mother.