Spring and fall

to a young child

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1988

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"She did not write him, or e-mail, or call. She thought about him often, as Lawrence no doubt had thought about her, but more than forty years had passed and the spilled milk was long since evaporated and water far under the bridge. There was nothing to say to him, nothing to ask, and no way to begin. Hiya, remember me?"--

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