“She feels an urge she hasn’t felt since she was a kid: to keep looking, keep walking, keep climbing up the tree even as the branches get thinner and the wind grows sharper. She walks past a small fleet of kids’ bikes, can’t keep from combing her fingers through the streamers attached to the handlebars.”

I felt transported! Love the prop closet as this almost magical portal between the present and the future -- dusty and piled high with relics and forever going on.

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Jul 16, 2023Liked by Fran Wilde


And now I have to go and look up 'Our Town'!

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Jul 17, 2023Liked by Fran Wilde

Love it -- the magic of theater

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