Four-year-old Todd espies the uncaged dinosaur looming suddenly over him. The massive jaws swing open just beyond his head. He screams and screams, petrified in his tracks.
He feels a massive desolation overcome him. Then sobs, intuiting a mother’s grief. Too awful, being torn apart.
He feels a massive desolation overcome him. Then sobs, intuiting a mother’s grief. Too awful, being torn apart.
But whose loss—hers?
She swoops down.
Nuzzles him.
Sweetly.
—Christie
(after a day at the Field Museum)
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