I was only thinking Need be to talk to you created I are unsure where to begin. Maybe that time you said just all of us against the world; they ain't never gonna find us here? You were five, I was eight. We were digging that damn fort that almost killed us. For days, with shovels twice as tall as we, we dug and dug and dug, each and every night at bath time my mother failed to understand why dirt filled my hair. I told her it all began the hill behind the school, the forbidden hill, and I…