Family Memories

They lean in to see around the glare on the album’s shiny pages, which squeak as they are flipped. And there is the place in Minorca where they vacationed, that year in Vienna. Dad snorts, remembering the hot climb up the hill to take the shot. Mom liked the beach but never understood how Europeans put up with such crowding. Susan recalls finding a starfish. Paul remains silent. He sees only the yellow Zodiac, remembers sneaking away in it one night with that Swedish girl (what was her name?). They’d paddled out to be alone, under a blanket of stars.

See the sequel to this at Beneath a Celestial Blanket
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