We’re friends, Nina echoed. My first real friend, not approved by my family. She found herself smiling back too, feeling a little silly but also happy.
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I need to think of a way to advertise my store.
A Part of Life
Proud of her plant, she brought it to show-and-tell the next day. She forgot it there, where it then stayed abandoned in the hallway for the next week, shriveled and died.
Breaking Down Barriers
Nina grew up in a rural milieu, which shaped her preconceptions and biases against townsfolk. That didn’t change until she was away from her family while finishing up her education – and lived inside the boundaries of that same town.
A Dance in the Den
The aunt’s face lit up with pure joy and recognition. “Yes! It is good to rekindle. Please eat the pie, while it is still hot. It’s not as good the next day. I hope you like it. It was nice to meet you.”
Busy Little Helper
“Hold on.” Blucini was holding the jar of fish chunks over her head as Steed tried climbing up her body to get to them. Nina just laughed and didn’t help at all. “Do something!”
Most of the other children where she lived had instruction in useful skills and practical abilities and here she was, just learning a bunch of useless dusty old facts she’d never be expected to remember or use in the future…