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her columns. That night, I dreamed I was standing at the edge of a bright blue pool of water. I wore a flowing white dress. The sun lit my red hair. After I dipped one perfectly polished (crimson!) toe in the water, a man rushed out to dry my foot. Then he kissed it. I smiled, knowing this was just another ho-hum day for a Goddess in paradise. Asleep in that cloud of a bed, everything changed. That weekend, I realized my aunt Marty was the woman I wanted to grow up to be. Finally, I had someone who could teach me about life. How lucky, I thought, can a know-nothing kid from Delaware get? 40
“WE CAME ALL THIS WAY FOR A DAY ?” I was furious. “It wasn’t a vacation, Ruthie,” Mom said, zipping up my suitcase while I still lay in bed under the fluffy cloud comforter in the guest room. “Martha and Richard wanted to talk to me. Which they did last night. Now it’s time to go home.” 41
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“WE CAME ALL THIS WAY FOR A DAY ?”<br />
I was furious.<br />
“It wasn’t a vacation, Ruthie,” Mom said, zipping up my<br />
suitcase while I still lay in bed under the fluffy cloud comforter<br />
in the guest room. “Martha and Richard wanted to<br />
talk to me. Which they did last night. Now it’s time to go<br />
home.”<br />
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