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Show Fair Forever 140 Chapter Twenty Five. Never Forgetting Afterwards, I sit in the lobby and do my algebra homework, waiting for Mom to * finish her shift. When I use my calculator, I hold it up so she can see. A short woman with silver hair does laps around the lobby, walking hunched and slow behind an aluminum walker. Each lap, she stops and pats my head, like I'm someone she knows. On the way home, I convince Mom to stop at the Captain's daughter's house, the one with red brick on Shoreline Drive. They talk while I go down to start his boat. I'm planning to run her home before dark. I pull the starter, remembering the instructions: choke half-out or all-out or closed. I try every combination hut I get nothing, not even a pop. I smell gas and give up. His daughter smirks when I tell her, and says, "I'm not surprised. That old thing won't start for anyone but Dad. You'll have to get him to show you." |