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Show Moon - 68 around in the darkness, is something I accept now, but I figure there's no reason to force yet another generation underground. Let the angels carry you home. Maybe then we can all rise up and go home. One day James came home from work with fire in his eyes and told Joy she had to stop taking ballet lessons because they cost too much. She ran weeping to her mother, who looked stricken and said, "I'll talk to him." The next morning her mother sat down with Joy and said, "Your father is going to be starting a new job with the government. He's worried about money. He's worried about how responsible he has to be." "But I'm doing the solos in the recital!" "I'm know. I'm sorry. But listen, I have some good news. We're going to move into your Grandpa Tad's summer cottage by the lake. We're going to live there until your father gets his orders. And then we're going to Germany." Her mother leaned down with great effort, for she was hugely pregnant, and tried to hug her daughter, but Joy spun away from her, crying "No!" "You don't want to be a selfish girl, do you? Try to understand how your father feels." "He doesn't care about me." Her mother grabbed her shoulders and turned her back. "You need to learn something. Your daddy is the one who feeds us and gives us a home. Learn to be happy." |