Mom?" I said. She turned. "Can I talk to you about something?" "Of course, darling. Come here." I took a few steps into the room. There was so much I wanted to say. "I need you to be --" I said, and then I started to cry. "Be what?" she said, opening...
...larger than life...I've never understood that expression. What's larger than life?
Maybe Grodzenski was showing me, with his quiet pride, the reason he hummed a little while he worked.
