“I miss him, too,” says Clara. “Can you imagine how much fun he’d be having racing around the island?” “Can you imagine the facts!” declares Emory, making Clara laugh. “He’d be pointing out every animal he saw and telling us their Latin names and migratory patterns.” “He really loved a fact, didn’t he?” “Couldn’t get enough,” replies Emory, delighted to recall this forgotten habit of her husband’s.
