“When we say that something is ‘impossible’, does that always have to mean that in reality the thing in question can’t ever actually happen? I’m not sure I agree with that…”
“See, I’d rather believe that the ‘impossible’ is merely something that others would never believe really happened, even if it did — and even if you told them as much, right to their faces.”
…is what she said to me as spoonful after dainty spoonful of black currant syrup-laced shaved ice disappeared neatly into her mouth.
In other words, that which I had experienced was just such a thing — an ‘impossibility’.
