knowledge_of_a_different_kind blueberries the snow fell outside the large windows like feathers from an angel's pillow fight, as anna marie was second to arrive for classes at the ski school this morning. she sat down beside me and handed me a broken toy. "what if there were no toys?" she asked me. "then we would pretend," i said. "what if there was no pretend?" she asked again, and i felt like a sword went through to my soul. "then i would die," i said. 020106 what's it to you? who go blather from