They very seldom let me lose my cool. They made me like I was Polly Perfect which was ridiculous so that when I bump into kids on the street they'd say 'I wish my Mom were like you.'
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The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.