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A partially silhouetted figure riding a horse at sunset

Tools of the Trade

By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…

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by Deana Wilson “TEN!” Dark.  Too dark. Cramped.  Stiff.  Stuffed in like carrots in a vacuum sealed bag.  Elbow in my gut; tangle of hair in my face. Carlotta! Too dark!  Can’t see! Blonde hair on my tongue.  Gasping…. “Carlotta!” How?  Why blonde?  How do I know — “Carlotta!” No…

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