“Stop.”
I stopped. I’m just weeding…
“Stop and be right here for a moment.” Weetzie put her hands together and bundled on the ground. “Let’s have a spiritual moment.”
I stopped and sat down. I giggled.
“Don’t laugh. I’m serious”
I stopped giggling and took a breath. Felt the sun glowing on my skin; the cuts on my feet; the pill bug on my finger.
“Right
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