day 19.

When I was a wee girl, I used to go and read in the little barn where the rabbits had their hutch. I’m the oldest of four children, and I liked to go there to be by myself. I’d sit by the windows, where there was a cracked pane in the bottom right section, and listen to the rabbits doing their quiet whuffling. I liked the smell of the hay, and the way the dust made the light yellow, and the sense of company without talking.

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