i have a quilt. a new addition to my life. my dearest mother bought it for me. we found it at an antique store. my parents came down to school the week of finals. we went antique shopping. i love antiques. i always find so many treasures. small ones like a pin that says 'elk of the month.' and big ones like this quilt. it has been on many adventures, im sure. it has so many patterns. having this makes me want to know where its been. or who owned it. maybe a grandmother used it to sleep with on her expedition around the world. she traveled and slept on the ground with it. that explains why its so dirty. or maybe it belonged to an astronaut. yes. and the quilt has been to the moon. the quilt has moon dirt. i wonder what the owners name was. lucy. maybe. beatrice. perhaps. margaret. i dont think so. constance. thats it. it was constance. she was from constancestinople. like constantinople.