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Thanks to Mr. Forest, there are more than enough books to choose from in our house. Once a month ever since I can remember he’s lugged over this big box crammed full of comics, magazines and novels. He works for a book distributor and brings me the damaged ones that don’t sell. Their covers are ripped off. “They’re good books,” he says, “even if they don’t have the covers. ” When Mr. Forest laughs, he wheezes. His chest rattles. His belly jiggles. ” He winks at me. That’s my signal to fetch him a cold beer.

I can’t help it. I still have to laugh remembering the look on his face that day as he hopped around my room like some one-legged kangaroo. I’ll always be able to say the first and only time my father raised a hand to me, he raised a foot instead. And broke his toe. He does a much better job catching the bad guys. — WITH FRIENDS LIKE CAROLINA — For my parents’ sake, I pretended everything was tickety-boo. This is an expression my mother used to use a lot—before she forgot how to smile. Before she lost her voice.

I was grateful for the noisy three-year-old who had been playing peek-a-boo with me the whole trip. She was wearing a hat with a rubber dinosaur on top. Its jaws snapped open and shut every time she moved her head. A laughing dinosaur. What will they think of next? Just an hour outside of the basin, she worked up enough nerve to come and crawl up in the seat beside me. “Honey, get down, don’t bother the nice girl,” said her mother, who looked like those women in postcards of the Swiss Alps, a woman someone might call Fraulein.

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