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We're growing up," Betsy said aloud. She wasn't even sure she liked it. But it happened, and then it wasn't irrevocable. There was nothing you could d...more

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We're growing up and I don't like it," said Tacy, as they say at Heinz's later, drinking coffee.

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You don't grow up, she reasoned now, until you begin to evaluate yourself, to recognize your good traits and acknowledge that you have a few faults.

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The older I get the more mixed up life seems. When you're little, it's all so plain. It's all laid out like a game ready to play. You think you know e...more

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Thoughts are such fleet magic things. Betsy's thoughts swept a wide arc while Uncle Keith read her poem aloud. She thought of Julia learning to sing w...more

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In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.