Perhaps they were thinking of the guardian angels of poppies, pinks, and harebells, while we older ones thought of Aggie, whose soul was about to take wing and leave our timid little band behind.
Mitxoleta, krabelin eta ezkila-loreen aingeruengan pentsatzen ari ziren, zaharrok Agigan pentsatzen genuen bitartean, zeinaren arima prest baitzegoen, hegalak hartu eta gure taldetxo beldurtua uzteko.