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Usually he said, We will

He sluhs Thick black hair fell in unruly waves over his broad forehead; it was cut close to the sides of his head but Moed

“You want to see the Brooklyn Bridge, remember?” Loreda said It scared her to think of her father’s unhappiness She hardly got to spend any ti in the world, he who ht her to dream He was the opposite of her dour, workhorseany fun They even looked alike, she and her daddy Everyone said so The same thick black hair and fine-boned faces, the sa Loreda had inherited from her mother was her blue eyes, but even with her s the way her daddy did

“Sure, Lolo How could I forget? You and I will see the world so or attend a ht even—”

“Rafe!”

Mo up In her brown kerchief and flour-sack dress and sagging stockings, she looked practically as old as Grandma As always, she stood ra stance: shoulders back, spine straight, chin up Wisps of corn-silk-fine pale blond hair crept out from beneath her kerchief

“Hey, Elsa You found us” Daddy flashed Loreda a conspiratorial smile

“Your father wants help watering while it’s cool,” Moirl who has chores to finish”

Daddy buainst Loreda’s and then climbed down the windmill The boards creaked and swayed at his steps He jumped down the last few feet, faced Mom

Loreda crawled down behind hiot down, her father was already headed toward the barn

“How come you can’t let anyone have any fun?” she said to her mother

“I want yo

u and your father to have fun, Loreda, but I’ve had a long day and I need your help putting the laundry away”

“You’re so mean,” Loreda said