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"
I
told
all
the
people
in
my
office
,
and
the
girls
at
my
bridge
club
.
I
showed
them
your
picture
in
the
paper
,
and
I
told
them
you
’
d
be
coming
back
here
to
see
us
one
day
.
And
you
have
.
You
really
have
.
You
didn
’
t
forget
us
.
"
She
hugged
me
again
.
"
Oh
,
Charlie
.
Charlie
.
.
.
it
’
s
so
wonderful
to
find
all
of
a
sudden
I
’
ve
got
a
big
brother
.
You
have
no
idea
.
Sit
down
—
let
me
make
you
something
to
eat
.
You
’
ve
got
to
tell
me
all
about
it
and
what
your
plans
are
.
I
.
.
.
I
don
’
t
know
where
to
start
asking
questions
.
I
must
sound
ridiculous
—
like
a
girl
who
has
just
found
out
her
brother
is
a
hero
,
or
a
movie
star
,
or
something
.
"
I
was
confused
.
I
had
not
expected
a
greeting
like
this
from
Norma
.
It
had
never
occurred
to
me
that
all
these
years
alone
with
my
mother
might
change
her
.
And
yet
it
was
inevitable
.
She
was
no
longer
the
spoiled
brat
of
my
memories
.
She
had
grown
up
,
had
become
warm
and
sym
pathetic
and
affectionate
.
We
talked
.
Ironic
to
sit
there
with
my
sister
,
the
two
of
us
talking
about
my
mother
—
right
there
in
the
room
with
us
—
as
if
she
wasn
’
t
there
.
Whenever
Norma
would
refer
to
their
life
together
,
I
’
d
look
to
see
if
Rose
was
listening
,
but
she
was
deep
in
her
own
world
,
as
if
she
didn
’
t
under
stand
our
language
,
as
if
none
of
it
concerned
her
any
more
.
She
drifted
around
the
kitchen
like
a
ghost
,
picking
things
up
,
putting
things
away
,
without
ever
getting
in
the
way
.
It
was
frightening
.
I
watched
Norma
feed
her
dog
.
"
So
you
finally
got
him
.
Nappie
—
short
for
Napoleon
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
She
straightened
up
and
frowned
.
"
How
did
you
know
?
"
I
explained
about
my
memory
:
the
time
she
had
brought
home
her
test
paper
hoping
to
get
the
dog
,
and
how
Matt
had
forbidden
it
.
As
I
told
it
,
the
frown
became
deeper
.
"
I
don
’
t
remember
any
of
it
.
Oh
,
Charlie
,
was
I
so
mean
to
you
?
"
"
There
’
s
one
memory
I
’
m
curious
about
.
I
’
m
not
really
sure
if
it
’
s
a
memory
,
or
a
dream
,
or
if
I
just
made
it
all
up
.
It
was
the
last
time
we
played
together
as
friends
.
We
were
in
the
basement
,
and
we
were
playing
a
game
with
the
lamp
shades
on
our
heads
,
pretending
we
were
Chinese
coolies
—
jumping
up
and
down
on
an
old
mat
tress
.
You
were
seven
or
eight
,
I
think
,
and
I
was
about
thirteen
.
And
,
as
I
recall
,
you
bounced
off
the
mattress
and
hit
your
head
against
the
wall
.
