Childhood became a blur the further back she went. Even if they had come afterwards, Sarah supposed, any impressions of the hazy, innocent happiness that had once been her life always seemed to dissolve against the barbed memory of the accident with the broken wand. It was her fault, after all, that everything had gone downhill for all of them.
"I think I remember when it was just me and Cassie," she teased, grinning at Miriam as though she'd missed out. She certainly remembered Meer joining them in the world, if only as vague memories of poking and prodding at the newest infant, perhaps shaking a rattle in baby MT's face.
The vagueness of childhood recollections was no excuse for not celebrating Theo's birthday. "But I agree with Meer, we have to have cake," she put in brightly. "And besides, what about your birthday?" Sarah added, raising her eyebrows at Cassandra. Oh, she could use the excuse that celebrating birthdays was entirely for children, if she liked, but that would not stop Sarah.
"I think I remember when it was just me and Cassie," she teased, grinning at Miriam as though she'd missed out. She certainly remembered Meer joining them in the world, if only as vague memories of poking and prodding at the newest infant, perhaps shaking a rattle in baby MT's face.
The vagueness of childhood recollections was no excuse for not celebrating Theo's birthday. "But I agree with Meer, we have to have cake," she put in brightly. "And besides, what about your birthday?" Sarah added, raising her eyebrows at Cassandra. Oh, she could use the excuse that celebrating birthdays was entirely for children, if she liked, but that would not stop Sarah.
