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Happy Eighteenth Birthday

It had been close to a month since Steve left. Lee’s room seemed bigger, with just her things in it. She hated to admit it, but she missed him. She laughed at herself. It was pathetically unbelievable.

There finally were quiet mornings, the water and electric bills were lower, and all she could think of was his absence. She was sulking, she didn’t mean to but she couldn’t help it.

It was a beautiful Saturday, the middle of spring, hot, sunny and green. She tried working out the frustration at the boxing ring, when that didn’t help, she tried the shooting range.

“Imagine those cardboards are Steve. Aim low, you’ll feel much better.” Ann shot three times in the middle of the cardboard man’s legs, and then put two in his head and one in his heart. Maria giggled as she copied Ann’s targets. Lee on the other hand missed all her shots.

“Come on Lee, you are a better shot than that! You’ve had a gun in your hand every Saturday since we left the orphanage. You couldn’t willingly miss if you h
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