Now they seemed not ready to give up the old school, the familiar paths and classrooms.

My name had lost its ring of familiarity and I had to be nudged to go and receive my diploma.

I don't think she ever knew that a deep-brooding love hung over everything she touched.

after all, girls have to giggle, and after being a woman for theee years I was about to become a girl.

And my seven-year-old world humpty-dumptied, never to be put back together again.