"We have made wind chimes of everything we have left behind: engagement rings, baby’s rattles,..."

“We have made wind chimes of everything we have left behind: engagement rings, baby’s rattles, knocked out teeth delivered by the hands of men who loved us so much we couldn’t smile for anyone else. I will never forget the day Wendy came to me with tools in hand and we drilled holes through everything we once owned, strung it all like popcorn garland and hung them throughout the yard. All that we have left has been turned to chimes— whose music plays loudest when the wind blows with fury, who sound most beautiful right after they’ve been struck.”

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