January 9, 2010
Streets covered in a staggered sheet of warm-colored leaves newly parted from their previous homes. Fireflies — lightning bugs, as her friends from the Midwest call them — flitting about in a mason jar held by a fascinated toddler at dusk. The Manhattan skyline from a high-rise apartment building. A hot-pink sunset. Two people that aren’t scared to be happy.
These are things she has never seen.