Storytelling wasn't about making things up. It was more like inviting the stories to come through her, let themselves be told.
Jennifer McMahonI've lived here ... my whole life. It's where I lost all my baby teeth. Where tiny hamster, gerbil, and bird skeletons lie in rotted-out cardboard coffins beneath the oak tree in our backyard. Also where, if some future archaeologist goes digging, they'll find the remains of a plush toy: a gray terrier named Toto I buried after the accident.
Jennifer McMahonWhat if things happened to youโspecial, magic thingsโbecause youโd been preparing for them?
Jennifer McMahon