Summer arrived and Nora went to Washington.She was fifteen and she had been accepted to a Senate internship program that I had nothing to do with. She had applied through the normal process, written her own application, and been selected on the merits. She told me afterward that she had not used my name and had specified on the application that she was applying independently.Her supervisor called me in the second week.Not to complain."I want you to know," he said, "that she submitted a policy memo in her first week that has been circulating in our office. The other interns are asking who wrote it.""I hope you are telling them," I said."I am telling them," he said. "I want to know if she has done this kind of work before.""Since she was nine," I said.A pause."Senator Carter," he said, "what are you feeding this child?"I laughed."Access to the work," I said. "And honest answers when she asked real questions."Nora came home from Washington at the end of the summer with a repo
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