We are into our new house. Long awaited after four years, five months and some odd change worth of days of being on the market. It's still surreal, but the contractors, heating problems, and other issues keep us grounded and in the present, I guess.
Drum roll, please!
I choose (brace yourself): England.
Since I'm already here & they gave me citizenship and whatnot.
Just not Cambridge. Not for one second longer than necessary.
I don't think Petra remembered her placenta, but she seemed to like its shallow grave among the sagebrush.
She stood on the mound of fresh dirt, looking east toward the rising sun, a faint smile creeping into the corners of her little mouth. "Is the rest of my childhood going to be this weird?" the smile hinted. "What am I doing here?"
If only she had had more words.