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"

Saint

Francis

of

Assisi

just

signed

it

!

"

"

Of

course

he

did

!

"

Iva

smacked

her

hand

against

the

steering

wheel

with

certainty

.

Now

I

was

cooking

:

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"

Abraham

Lincoln

just

signed

it

!

And

Gandhi

,

and

Mandela

and

all

the

peacemakers

.

Eleanor

Roosevelt

,

Mother

Teresa

,

Bono

,

Jimmy

Carter

,

Muhammad

Ali

,

Jackie

Robinson

and

the

Dalai

Lama

…

and

my

grandmother

who

died

in

1984

and

my

grandmother

who

’

s

still

alive

…

and

my

Italian

teacher

,

and

my

therapist

,

and

my

agent

…

and

Martin

Luther

King

Jr

.

and

Katharine

Hepburn

…

and

Martin

Scorsese

(

which

you

wouldn

’

t

necessarily

expect

,

but

it

’

s

still

nice

of

him

)

…

and

my

Guru

,

of

course

…

and

Joanne

Woodward

,

and

Joan

of

Arc

,

and

Ms

.

Carpenter

,

my

fourth

-

grade

teacher

,

and

Jim

Henson

-

"

The

names

spilled

from

me

.

They

didn

’

t

stop

spilling

for

almost

an

hour

,

as

we

drove

across

Kansas

and

my

petition

for

peace

stretched

into

page

after

invisible

page

of

supporters

.

Iva

kept

confirming

-

yes

,

he

signed

it

,

yes

,

she

signed

it

-

and

I

became

filled

with

a

grand

sense

of

protection

,

surrounded

by

the

collective

goodwill

of

so

many

mighty

souls

.

The

list

finally

wound

down

,

and

my

anxiety

wound

down

with

it

.

I

was

sleepy

.

Iva

said

,

"

Take

a

nap

.

I

’

ll

drive

.

"

I

closed

my

eyes

.

One

last

name

appeared

.

"

Michael

J

.

Fox

just

signed

it

,

"

I

murmured

,

then

drifted

into

sleep

.

I

don

’

t

know

how

long

I

slept

,

maybe

only

for

ten

minutes

,

but

it

was

deep

.

When

I

woke

up

,

Iva

was

still

driving

.

She

was

humming

a

little

song

to

herself

.

I

yawned

.

My

cell

phone

rang

.

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I

looked

at

that

crazy

little

telefonino

vibrating

with

excitement

in

the

ashtray

of

the

rental

car

I

felt

disoriented

,

kind

of

stoned

from

my

nap

,

suddenly

unable

to

remember

how

a

telephone

works

.

"

Go

ahead

,

"

Iva

said

,

already

knowing

.

"

Answer

the

thing

.

"

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