Two Holidays
Was your memory ever a memory, or something you built and kept?
Two Holidays
Was your memory ever a memory, or something you built and kept?
You and your sister both remember the week in the caravan. You remember rain for six days and your dad furious about the awning. She remembers sun, and a dog on the beach, and dad laughing. You've each told your version for twenty years. Then you find the photos. Hers match.
Was your memory ever a memory, or something you built and kept?
The classics and some new ones. A scenario, the question it forces, and the follow-ups that make it bite.