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The Lovely Bones
by
Alice Sebold
Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a
red and white striped scarf. When I was little my father would pull me
into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over,
letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two
of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin. The penguin was
alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him. When I told my father
this, he said, "Don't worry, Susie; he has a nice life. He's trapped in
a perfect world." |
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