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Thalia caps the
fuscia fushcia fuchsia felt tip. “A-eeeee! Such a frustrating word to spell! Didn’t I tell ya that piece of shed birch bark would come in haaaaan-dee!”
“You did.” Nia puts a palmful of dog treats and a lightly used tissue back into the pocket they were pulled from.
“Kinda like…” Calliope swipes tabletop crumbs into her palm and drops them into Henny’s bowl, “…today’s edition of Nice News. Almost every story reminds us of someone… so we forward them on.”
“Laura gets the gentling wild horses article —” Tal pretends she’s holding reins, “Remember when she taught us how to hold a solid posture — to encourage Jazz to trot?”
“Heather receives the experimental treatment for smell loss piece —” Nia’s nostrils inhale coffee scented steam. “Has it been two years since she had Covid?”
“And Janet… Let’s send her the post of the day… about an upcoming book release.” Cal’s fingers trace spines on a shelf. “Didn’t she tell us she’s reading a book about about building friendships as an adult?”
“Gifts… from one friend to another.”
The future is not someplace we are going to, but one we are creating. The paths to it are not found, but made; and the activity of making them changes both the maker and the destination.
~ Peter Ellyard