“The little boy had wandered away from his mother, tacking across the
grass to the play structure. His mother watched him go, proud, tickled,
unaware that every time they toddled away from you, they came back a
little different, ten seconds older and nearer to the day when they left
you for good. Pearl divers in training, staying under a few seconds
longer every time.”
―Michael Chabon, Telegraph Avenue.
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