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DANDELIONS Leah K. Castagne

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hem neighbor kids must be selling stuff again. They always is a selling something or other. Seems like to me, anyway. First, there was them books that you could get through the school. They wanted me to buy some. I said no. I don't like to read too much. Anyway, then they up and decide to sell tickets to go to this carnival thing over at the gymnasium. The older kid talked, and it sounded like kind of a silly affair. They had all these games and stuff like that. You know, the kind of games where you stick a fishing pole behind a board and a prize gets pinned on. I guess the whole deal was for the kids mostly, and I never had none of them. Not really. Course, then there was that time they came around, and they was wearing bright blue shirts with the yellow ties around their necks. That bigger kid asked me if I would

please like to buy a candy bar for the Cub Scouts of America. I just said no. I don't like no candy bars. Then, them two tried to sell tickets for some dance that was going on over at the fire station. They just came right on up, smart as you please, and every time after, banging on the door; they would just stand there and wait for me. They still always think I'm a going to buy something I guess. I said no about the tickets to that dance, too. But it did kind of get me to thinking again about how things was. Before that one day. It was September 3rd, just like today is. Me and Johnny had got ourselves married, and we was living up in the woods. Johnny was a logger of sorts. Anyway, I had got pregnant, and we was real happy about the whole idea of having a baby and all that goes along with it. I felt fme most of the whole time, and me and Johnny 16

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Fugue - Fall/Winter 1990 (Vol. 1, No. 1)  

The Literary Digest of the University of Idaho

Fugue - Fall/Winter 1990 (Vol. 1, No. 1)  

The Literary Digest of the University of Idaho