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Here goes...
Again
Her tiny right
hand held tightly to his, and her left to mine. He and I
would look at each other to verify the timing...
"One...
two....... THREEEEEEE!!! Wooohoooohooooo!!"
Swung she
went, barely a foot off the ground, but miles high to her. Blond pigtails feathered in the air with the
rush. Sugar high turned a parking lot into a reckless playground.
As she
came down her feet would thump clumsily, like an parasailor landing on
the beach.
"Again?!?!"
she belted. So wild and uncontrollable,
the word was a shriek, barely discernible.
We walked
and swung her, "one, two, threeee" each time, "Again?!?"
each time. It was the only word she
could get out as she caught her breath.
Our arms
got tired. So very tired. "One more time"
became eight, nine, ten. We knew this
was a bad habit, but mom wasn't there.
The
funnest way for dad and me to get little sister from one end of the mall to the other.
That little sister, in college now, soon will do this with her little niece. How many times will she grant her one more "Again"?
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