“I can’t recall half my childhood, yet I remember the details of her with irritating clarity. Blue bubble gum, watermelon flavor. A scratch on her left knee. Cracks in the red lips. One time she had told me that writers write because they don’t have memories of their own, so they make some up.”
Read MoreAnd then I answered the phone and said her name: An Excerpt from "Catch the Rabbit" by Lana Bastašić
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