I love the way that Liesel describes the weather metaphorically. "The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole..." When Max commented about how only a child could make a weather report like that, I thought about maybe when you grow up, you lose that way of talking in metaphors. In my opinion, I like Liesel's way more.
— Mar 14, 2017 08:08PM
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