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"
I
didn
’
t
think
of
that
.
Dad
,
I
wish
I
could
go
to
camp
the
way
all
the
other
kids
do
.
"
"
We
can
’
t
afford
it
.
Not
all
the
other
kids
go
—
only
a
few
of
them
.
"
"
I
wish
we
had
some
money
.
"
He
stared
down
at
his
hands
and
licked
his
lips
.
Ellen
’
s
eyes
were
narrowed
and
concentrated
.
Ethan
studied
his
son
.
"
I
’
m
going
to
make
that
possible
,
"
he
said
.
"
Sir
?
"
"
I
can
get
you
a
job
to
work
in
the
store
this
summer
.
"
"
How
do
you
mean
,
work
?
"
"
Isn
’
t
your
question
,
‘
What
do
you
mean
,
work
?
’
You
will
carry
and
trim
shelves
and
sweep
and
perhaps
,
if
you
do
well
,
you
can
wait
on
customers
.
"
