Episode 232: Snow Blind

A friend of Terrastina, who has just returned from a trip to Antarctica, is at the house for dinner. The grant was only for one month, she says. I had to leave but I really wanted to stay. Antarctica seems like an odd choice for a vacation, says Mazolli. I’m writing an epic poem about penguins, says the friend, so it makes a lot of sense. The twins cling to her, fascinated by her smell. Terrastina tells them to be more considerate, but the friend does not mind. I like your kids, she says. They remind me of penguins.

No comments: