Thalia pulls her hood over her hat. “Re-mehhm-br what Auntie Kay used to sa-eeee? Wear your hat! You loose ninety percent of your heeeee-t through your head.”
“She also said,” Nia zips up, “— Warm hands, warm heart.”
“A highlight…” Cal remembers Auntie teaching the cousins how to jitterbug while the rest of the adults were doing grown-up things, “of our childhood.”
Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.