Sep 22, 2004 15:04
When the Great Pyramids dragged themselves out to this spot, sickness sank into the little one's heart.
Mama said, "Son, that's just the cold. That's just the emptiness, it's bein' alone in the dark. You'll get used to it. You'll have friends who won't come home. You'll see their bones not separate yet from death. You'll get used to it. We all get used to it."