It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we'd read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
Aimee BenderWhen the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
Aimee BenderWe hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
Aimee Bender