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The building looked like a castle from the very first moment he looked up, up, up.
“Do kings and queens live here?”
“I don’t think so, sweetheart.”
“Don’t they live in castles?”
A pause which meant she was getting tired of questions.
“Don’t they?”
“All the Kings and Queens are dead.”
“Why?”
“Because they all died in battles with swords and spears… and old age.”
“But why would they die of old age in a battle?”
“Michael, please!”
He looked up, up, up. A castle. Kings and Queens.
Was that a face in a window?
A Writer's Life 
A boy can dream… or make up stories…
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Dreams are sometimes the best.
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A child’s imagination can brighten up the drabbest of brick walls 🙂
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Yes, it can!
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Loved the image of a child dreaming, whilst mum has no time to do so.
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Thank you. I wish that every one of us, old or young, would remember to dream.
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I like that his imagination can go on with the face in the window. Hopefully it won’t be totally squashed.
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I hope not. Thanks.
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Such a convincing conversation. I can just hear them. The child’s unlimited curiosity and imagination, and the mother trying her best. How sad that reality has to win out over imagination as we grow up.
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Thank you. I know, it is sad. That’s why I so glad I am writer and can still live in (sorry with:) my imagination.
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Children’s minds allow them to see what they want to see. A lovely story
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Thank you.
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Imaginative child, worn out mom. Been there. Done that 🙂
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I have, too. Wish I had handled some of those times better.
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Ha! Kids have such great imaginations! Well told.
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Thanks!
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