Thompson Girl

(the Hip song, not the Munich tragedy)

Would have sent this from the Gate, but wireless problems ...

The point is/be the same:

"I was the deer. She was the forest. On fire. I was running."

Outstanding. Remember a few photo opportunities and smile. Whatever anyone says, it is a season of fairytales, and so deserving of smiles. You know it.

(PS> reference 07/06 and the Siren. Moved to p. 250 on Carter's urging. A chapter's end. You'll have to revisit to read that final line again)