“You know, my mom caught me smoking once with Missy. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. “Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. She was the first to hear another car approaching from the street, an odd occurrence in an elementary school lot that had been abandoned for the weekend.
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