When we arrived at the airport this evening to drop my mom off, the check-in desk was closed. Since the sign on it said it would still be closed for an hour yet, we all piled back in the car and went to Pix Patisserie and had coffee and macarons.
I know you can’t really stretch time, but it was almost like we could. Just for an hour, the flower unbloomed.
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Writing from: my suddenly-empty study. Listening to: “The Nearness of You” by Bill Charlap.