Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Mom fished these out of the pantry today, much to my amazement. I don’t think I’ve seen or thought about this breed of biscuit in over a decade.
I still don’t know what they are called, and in a sense, it doesn’t matter. I popped one into my mouth.
It made me want to reach out and stroke Time’s cheek.