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Show Fair Forever . . 80 Chapter Fifteen Amanda Mom relents finally and allows me to stay home, but she insists on attending Back to School Night herself. I grumble until she leaves, making sure my feelings on the subject are clear. , . , . .. After, I sit on the porch, and the wind begins to die-slowly at first, like it's running out of breath. My anger at school dies with it. I see the old man's boat heading for Beacon 9 and I'm surprised, but anxious to join him. Hurrying to the shore, I drag my boat to the water, and soon my strokes with the oars are long and deep. I love the. repetition, the strength in each stroke, the certainty that each will move me forward, take me closer. I make Beacon 9 in record time. « " 7 -'Tn a hurry?" the man asks. . ' 7 , .. . I'm glad to hear his voice. I stow my oars and glide. My shoulders feel hard, my arms tight. My hands are calloused and ready for more. I smile and drop anchor. |