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Show Fair Forever ' ' - 105J more than a whisper, she stopped and held tip an oar. It looked like an exclamation point on the horizon.-She waved the oar back and forth like a flag. . , r / whistled and Amanda whistled in return. She rested and then spun Fair Forever toward shore, her face toward the sea. And that's where she stayed. I sat in the wheelchair with my heart racing-not because I was tired or out of breath. Only because I was happy "Is that when I met her?" asks the old man. Y "Not that first day," I answer. "The next?" -, "A few days later," I explain. "Was that the. day she met her Great Turtle in the channel?" "It was. Let me finish." , That night, I heard Amanda crying again. I hated it. I stood in my open doorway and waited for her to leave the bathroom. When she saw me, she was surprised. 'What are you doing awake?' she sniffled, taking me by the arm and guiding me back to bed. She tucked me in like a little boy. She fluffed my pillow like a little boy. I didn't mind. I said, T heard you crying. I was worried.' : Amanda.looked away. 'I'm okay,'she said. 'Vm just a little sore fir omr owing , out so far today.'; She rubbed her shoulder and pretended to flinch.. I wasn't fooled. 'I've heard you crying before,'I admitted. |
