I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories — Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
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I sit quietly and think about my mom. It's funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with a few sharp memories standing out.

— Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
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