It was the day we laughed so hard we made the lilacs bloom I was ten it was sunny we were running like peacocks a game of badminton happiness all balled up in our hands shooting out of us in shrieks and bellows I'm a cat she declared and I decided I was too a beautiful cat with nothing to do but chase the wind they say it whips you in the face but this isn't how it works if you run hard enough the wind bores right into you I don't remember anything else except the smell of the beach sweet as carrot cake the wind carried the rest away.
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Love, CathyJayne