“Do you want to grow up?” Frances asked. Elsie thought
for a moment. “Yes. I think I do.”
“Even if it means never seeing the fairies
again?” Frances persisted.
“It doesn’t matter, not seeing them again,” said Elsie. “We’ll never forget, like
everybody else who grows up. Because we have the photographs. That’s why they’re
so important. Whenever we start to forget or pretend we never knew, we can look
at them and we’ll remember.”
“I think I know how it is to be grown up,” said Frances,
thoughtfully. “It’s when you can feel… how someone feels… who isn’t you.”