But memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.

“I walk towards the car but on second thought step back to the railing for a fin…”

“Do you remember the summer we signed you up for camp? And the night before you …”

“I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the sum…”

“Or in other words: There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories.…”