Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
Don’t turn over the rocks if you don’t want to see the pale creatures who live under them. – Janet Fitch
I wanted to freeze this moment forever, the chimes, the slight splash of the water, the chink of the dogs’ leashes, laughter from the pool, the skritch of my mother’s dip-pen, the smell of the trees, the stillness. I wished I could shut it in a locket to wear around my neck. I wished a sleep would find us, at this absolute second, like sleep over the castle of sleeping beauty. – Janet Fitch
I wanted to freeze this moment forever, the chimes, the slight splash of the water, the chink of the dogs’ leashes, laughter from the pool, the skritch of my mother’s dip-pen, the smell of the trees, the stillness. I wished I could shut it in a locket to wear around my neck. I wished a sleep would find us, at this absolute second, like sleep over the castle of sleeping beauty. – Janet Fitch
I wanted to freeze this moment forever, the chimes, the slight splash of the water, the chink of the dogs’ leashes, laughter from the pool, the skritch of my mother’s dip-pen, the smell of the trees, the stillness. I wished I could shut it in a locket to wear around my neck. I wished a sleep would find us, at this absolute second, like sleep over the castle of sleeping beauty. – Janet Fitch
I wanted to freeze this moment forever, the chimes, the slight splash of the water, the chink of the dogs’ leashes, laughter from the pool, the skritch of my mother’s dip-pen, the smell of the trees, the stillness. I wished I could shut it in a locket to wear around my neck. I wished a sleep would find us, at this absolute second, like sleep over the castle of sleeping beauty. – Janet Fitch
The cake had a trick candle that wouldn’t go out, so I didn’t get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me. – Janet Fitch