shesmelledliketrees
"Caddy knelt and put her arms around me and her cold bright face against mine. She smelled like trees. “You’re not a poor baby. Are you. You’ve got your Caddy. Haven’t you got your Caddy."
- William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury
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- posted by:
- shesmelledliketrees
- date:
- Sep 28, 2010 (a Tuesday)
- time:
- 6:17:24 (1 year ago)
