Up above, the spears lay in the ceiling as we squat around fresh lemongrass tea with dark brown chunks of sugar they crushed out of the canes and boiled down themselves.
She liked the look of the small house. She didn’t know what she would do with her overabundance of knick-knacks and souvenirs. But she liked the look of the loft bed, where she could retreat at night and look down at the mess below her.
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It was in the loft that I found it. Caked with dust that shivered in the light through the attic beams as I picked it up, the object was even more strange than I expected. It was light, surprisingly so, and when I opened it I couldn’t quite understand what I saw inside.
Up above, the spears lay in the ceiling as we squat around fresh lemongrass tea with dark brown chunks of sugar they crushed out of the canes and boiled down themselves.
She liked the look of the small house. She didn’t know what she would do with her overabundance of knick-knacks and souvenirs. But she liked the look of the loft bed, where she could retreat at night and look down at the mess below her.
It was in the loft that I found it. Caked with dust that shivered in the light through the attic beams as I picked it up, the object was even more strange than I expected. It was light, surprisingly so, and when I opened it I couldn’t quite understand what I saw inside.