cathy02.jpg (46510 bytes) The print of twenty years ago emerges in the developing tray and smiles at me; the print of yesterday emerges and makes the same smiles. For a moment, as the salts grip, hold and make their pattern, there is no difference, only a gentle indication of the passage of years. The child with the woman in her eyes, or the woman with the child in her eyes?

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