Blaise loved to play with words. They held the clues to life and hers she dedicated to maneuvering and puzzling them until they lolled around her tongue and spit themselves out in sentences, weary of her wrangling.
Connection, communication, camaraderie, versus incognito, incommunicado, disconnected. C words were definitely closeness and crowd words. She’d figured that one out in second grade. The crucifix, the garlic lei was in the sneaky in-s and dis-s.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology