[music] “One day when Wendy was two years old, she was playing in a garden and she plucked a flower. And ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful. For Mrs. Darling cried, ‘Oh, why can’t it remain like this forever?!’”
Are you okay, Grandma?
I’m fine. Just a little tired.
[music] “This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she, too, would grow up.”
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