
growing up is
...LISTENING (beyond words)
She - Mom- called back.
Said, 'I forgot to ask you what you got for Christmas ?'
She hadn't asked me what I got for Christmas in over fifteen years.
We none of us wanted a palace: we liked this humming little hell-hole with its atrophied rules and characters, its ogres and mascots. Alan Hollinghurst The Folding Star
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