It always made me feel at home.Mom's study was also the house's library, a room crammed to the ceiling with books, all filled with wondrous things. I'... read many of them growing up, and those thousands of pages I'd thumbed through had left me with a real thirst for the written word. I was very much my mother's daughter in that respect. Picking up her glasses, I wandered happily through the room, breathing deeply of that scent I loved so well -- of paper, bound up in volumes of many hues and. I really didn’t want to die, not of AIDS. Shit. I had to think.The drive to Turtle Park was only about four miles. I found a shady table to plant myself and ruminate. The day was sunny and warm, well it was still summer for a couple more weeks; a few months more and it would be the year 2000. Years came and went in my life all without a lot of meaningfulness, not for me.I thought about how my death would affect the lot of them, and maybe especially Marian. I remembered our high school days, and. More

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