And that’s like my world.” Annie pointed up to the stars again. “Inaccessible.” “Not,” I said to her softly, “to unicorns. Nothing’s inaccessible to unicorns. Not even–not even white birds.

And that’s like my world.” Annie pointed up to the stars again. “Inaccessible.” “Not,” I said to her softly, “to unicorns. Nothing’s inaccessible to unicorns. Not even–not even white birds.

– Nancy Garden –

Annie on My Mind

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