The Stolen Child(123)

Say hello to my baby sisters. Kill their chubby cheeks for me. And know that I will carry you all with me

when I leave in the morning. Heading west as far as the waters to look for her. More beats than blood in

the heart. A name, love, hope. I am leaving this behind for you, Speck, in case you return and we

somehow miss each other. Should that be so, this book is for you.

I am gone and am not coming back, but I remember everything.