50x365 #25: Annie F.

You introduced me to thick milk with ice and indoor orange trees and black whiskers on ladies’ chins. Your eyes still had the child in them, and they squinched conspiratorially when you ran to get your hair, still braided and the colour of polished, red wood from fifty years before.

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