Beanie asks me the wish question. If you had one wish, what would you wish for? It’s a question I always want some context for: you need to know the scope of the game before you play. What kind of wish, I ask her. A wish for the world? Or a wish just for us, for our family?
“Oh, anything,” says Beanie. “You know, a new computer…a new TV…a new TV cabinet….no more war. That sort of thing.”
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Saturday in These Parts
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