"I look across the roofs of cars and into the field that spreads out beyond. I close my eyes against the white sky and see the yellow of a falling sun. I can see her clearly now, moving swiftly down the path toward me, walking her tall gangly walk. I should be home. It seems wrong wrong that I am not home with her."
This is a passage from the last chapter of What is the What by Dave Eggers. The narrator is talking about his mom. It makes me want to call my mom!
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