“It’s nice where I’m going, Cathy, flowers everywhere, and beautiful birds, and I can feel myself growing taller. . . . Look, I’m almost as tall as Momma, like I always wanted to be. And when I get there nobody’s ever gonna say again I got eyes big and scary as an owl’s. Nobody will ever call me ‘dwarf’ again, and tell me to use a stretching machine . . . ’cause I’m just as tall as I want to be.”
God dammit Carrie.
