A Story Worth Telling
It was a simple principle. And it worked.
The little red plastic car had a magnet in it. Another magnet was molded in the hand-held piece shaped to fit two fingers. Two tiny fingers.
“Remember how I showed you,” I recall her telling me. “Do it the way you’re supposed to, and it will work.”
I sighed and tried it again. The way she had told me to do it in t...