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Show Fair Forever 170 "She's a beauty, isn't she?" I don't even blush. "On the inside, too." "Always has been," he agrees, looking toward the bay. "Did she tell you about her dad?' I breathe hard. "She did. That was amazing-what you did for her father- offering one of your kidneys., So you've known about transplants all along. About people starting over." He nods but doesn't speak. Then he leans back in his seat, ready for me to finish my story- 'You were right, Captain-what you said when we first met-sometimes loved ones never return from the sea. Amanda made it back from the lighthouse, but she never really returned. At least she never returned to me. That night I waited alone in the house, not knowing how Amanda was. Mom finally called from the clinic. She said they wanted to keep Amanda for observation. She asked if I was okay, and I said I was fine. She told me to put myself to bed. I stayed in my room and waited.. / never heard anyone come home. The next morning I crept to Amanda's room. My heart was beating so fast I could hardly breathe. '• She was still in bed, I discovered, and she moved a little. I think she was awake. I went back to my room and waited. Finally, I went downstairs to ask Mom, what had happened, finding her in the kitchen making pancakes. She was making them special |