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Overhead the sky was deeply layered with stars—some small and distant, | Overhead the sky was deeply layered with stars—some small and distant, | ||
some brighter. We smoked, and she asked me, “If you could go anywhere in the world right this minute, where would that be?” | some brighter. We smoked, and she asked me, “If you could go anywhere in the world right this minute, where would that be?” | ||
I held the cigarette to my lips. I wanted to give a right answer when really, there wasn’t one. I tried to say the place that Carol would say, “Miami Beach.” | |||
We’d walked the length of the road to Folly Farm’s wooden fence, half- | |||
buried in snow. | |||
Carol said she would go back in time. “I want to be little in my bed again, | |||
listening to my parents and their friends and their party downstairs. I want to hear the ice tapping my window during a snowstorm, and the radiators clanking heat through the house.” | |||
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