I'm just pulling up these weeds.' 'Why?' She thought about this for a second. 'Well, they don't belong here.' 'Oh. Where do they belong, then?' 'They're just weeds, love, they don't belong anywhere.' Her granddaughter stuck out her bottom lip and furrowed her brow. 'That doesn't seem very nice. Everything belongs somewhere.
( Kathryn Hughes )
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