" I move my hands, and you pull yours away, just in time. Our laughter escapes from us, unnoticed. It floats into that golden light around us. If we tried, we could reach out and grab that laughter, the way a person can catch sparks flying out from a campfire, or dandelion seeds carried by the wind. We could squeeze that laughter in our hands, feel its warmth, like stones that hold the day's heat on a summer evening. "
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