I don’t remember learning to read, only that one moment I couldn’t and the next moment I could and my world changed forever. A shy only child, I was suddenly surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses.
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Claire smiled. “But how did you know?”
“How did I—give me a break. You’re riding on stories. Prairies and plains, right outside the window, and you’re looking at neck wrinkles? It’s a no-brainer, dear.”