Sublime

Helter skelter, hang sorrow, care’ll kill a cat, Mary Beth whispered. Up-tails all, and a Louse for the Hangman. I blinked, surprised at this outburst of Ben Jonson from a girl not yet ten.

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From the very start, Jacaranda was the big one with the large head who, till she was three, had to be swathed in pink for people not to say, “My, what a nice healthy boy you’ve got there . . .” April was a girl, a girlish girl with curly brown curls and a rosy-cheeked smile, delicate bone structure, and a small head. Neither Jacaranda nor April loo