Authors: Debra Shiveley Welch
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Using
a
s
i
m
p
le
g
esture
with
h
er
c
h
i
n
,
Re
v
a
p
o
i
n
ted
to a silver
Kach
i
n
a
figure
on
J
u
lie
'
s
D
r
agger,
which
was
a
long
piece
of
r
e
d ri
b
b
o
n
fra
m
ed
with
black
a
n
d
w
h
ite rib
bo
n
s,
a
n
d
d
e
corat
e
d
with
var
i
ous
pieces
of
jewelry,
attached
to
a
bl
a
ck
satin
ker
c
h
i
ef,
where
it
lay
d
r
a
p
e
d
ov
e
r
th
e
b
a
c
k
o
f a
c
h
ai
r
.
"I
re
co
gnize
that
figur
e
!
T
h
at
'
s
a
L
i
gh
t
ning
Kach
i
n
a
en
nit!
Tell
m
e, is t
h
at p
a
rt
of
y
o
u
r
m
edicin
e
?
”
Julie foc
u
sed
on
t
h
e brid
g
e of t
h
e el
d
erly wo
m
a
n
’s
n
o
se, caref
u
l to avo
i
d
l
oo
k
i
n
g directly i
n
to h
e
r
e
y
es.
“
Hahn
,
59
Yes.
Unci,”
s
h
e
ventur
e
d
,
“you
are
called
Ape
Nu
m
p
a
,
60
ya?
Am
I
wro
n
g
in
t
h
in
k
ing
t
h
at,
li
k
e
m
e,
y
o
u
too
h
a
v
e
sur
v
i
v
ed
t
h
e tou
c
h of t
h
e
W
akin
y
an Zit
k
a
61
y
a
?
”
“
Oh
a
n,”
Reva
affir
m
ed.
“
Oh, c
h
a, it
h
u
rts li
k
e
h
ell, en
n
it,” Julie c
o
mmiserate
d
.”
“
Ha
hn
!”
Reva s
m
iled,
n
od
d
i
n
g,
re
m
e
m
b
eri
n
g
t
h
e
pa
i
n
o
f
t
h
e strikings.
“
W
o
u
ld you
p
l
ease tell
m
e w
h
at
h
a
ppen
e
d
,
Unc
i
?
”
Julie r
e
qu
e
sted.
“
I
w
a
s
v
ery
y
o
un
g
,”
Re
va
e
xplain
e
d.
“I
was
in
b
o
a
rd
i
ng
sc
ho
o
l. T
h
at
was
t
h
e
first
t
i
me
I
was
str
u
c
k
.
I
w
a
s
riding
my
bicycle
when
a s
t
orm
ca
m
e
i
n
.
It
d
i
dn’t
s
e
em
l
i
ke
i
t
wou
l
d
be
a
n
yt
h
in
g
m
o
re
t
h
an
a
qui
c
k
sh
ow
e
r.
I
was
hu
rr
y
i
n
g
t
o
get
back
to
s
ch
ool,
w
h
e
n
I
felt
m
y
self
s
u
rrou
n
ded
b
y t
h
e T
h
un
d
erbi
rd
s.
I
p
e
d
aled
faster, b
u
t it
was no
u
se. Wa
k
i
n
y
an
Zit
k
a e
n
tered
m
y
left s
h
o
u
l
d
er a
n
d
e
x
ited
throu
g
h
m
y
left
t
hu
m
b,”
R
eva
rec
ou
n
t
ed,
h
o
l
d
in
g
up
h
e
r
le
ft
h
an
d
,
t
hu
m
b
u
p
w
ar
d
.
The end d
i
git,
w
h
i
c
h w
o
uld h
a
ve
c
ontain
e
d
t
h
e
t
h
u
m
bnail,
was
m
issing.
“
It
b
u
r
n
ed
and I
h
eard
t
h
is
eerie
s
o
u
n
d.
I finally
realized
t
h
at
it
was me,
k
ee
n
in
g
.
I
was
still
p
e
d
a
l
i
n
g
m
y
b
i
k
e,
a
n
d
m
y left
h
and
was f
u
sed
t
o t
h
e
h
a
ndle.
I
finally
m
ade
it
to
sc
h
ool
w
h
e
r
e
I
w
a
s
giv
e
n
hel
p
.
I
sl
e
p
t t
h
r
o
ugh
t
h
e rest
o
f t
h
e
d
ay.
“
T
h
e
seco
n
d
time,
I
was
wa
l
k
i
n
g
acr
o
ss
t
h
e street
to
g
et
our
m
ail.
It
h
ad
started
to
dr
izzle,
and
I
was
afraid
t
h
at
o
u
r
m
ail
would
g
et
wet.
I