QUOTE : As Mom clicks and clucks and coos, I know that one of these shots will wind up in a gallery frame on the wall upstairs. <br /><br />Long after the continuing saga of Kate and Ben reaches its next chapter, I will find her in the hallway, gazing at the glass with shiny eyes and a full heart. These will be her fossils in bedrock, her coral clues to a bygone era. <br /><br />A strange lump forms in my throat as Mom gently tucks a strand of my loose updo behind my ear. I was once your little girl. Iowa was once an ocean.