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Show Remember? 72 I don't know, she said, but the more I think about i t , maybe we'd better get back. Jim has been a powder keg lately. Jim's a big boy now. He can live without you for one night. An odd moon appeared, i ts shape bulged. A stand of black pines fringed i t s base for a moment until i t crossed the horizon. Hello, Sister Moon, she shouted, cupping her hands into a megaphone. I've always wondered, Mark said, why the moon looks so much bigger on the horizon. You mean you've forgotten our scientific study on that question? What scientific study? Oh, don't you remember...when we were kids somebody told us that the size of the moon on the horizon was an optical illusion, and that i f you looked at i t backward and between your legs, i t would be i t s normal size? Does i t work? Let me see, Anne said as she held her backpack in place, spread her legs apart and bent over. Cutlery and cookpots clanked as she angled for a position to see the moon upside down. The verdict? he asked. I need a second opinion. Her honey brown braid hung down and swept a circle in the t r a i l ' s dusty powder. You're as crazy as ever, Anne. As he bent over, steadying the frame on his back, a bag of raisin-peanut-carob t r a i l mix dropped out, then an orange f e l l and started rolling down the path. |
