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Wednesday, March 1 1995:

I pick Drew up from school.  She sees me, brightens, runs, then remembers herself.  “Drew!  What did you do today?”  As is her reticent custom, she is not prepared to say.  Later, she sticks her head through the bedroom doorway, waves a little heart cushion she’d gotten from school, pipes “I love you,” and is gone.

Posted on December 12, 2012. Category: introductions · Cluster: ·