She wasn't getting any younger,after all; she had a kid who had now left purt near all his babyhoodbehind him. Before the others had started yel ing at him to come back he was half way up it. Cool air blew around me in a silky twist, caressing my cheeks,sending a not unpleasurable shiver up my back. I tossed the ball to the fielder and as I returned to my original postamong the candy-wrappers and beer cans, I looked back in and saw Mattieand John looking at me.
His light hair was ashgray in the light from the crystal chandelier against the tal ivorygray wal s of the room. Their plastic feathers werepainted the dark green of pine nee-dies, their bellies a shade of dirtyorange-white. The thousands and thousands of-289-flags of al nations hang on dozens of lines stretching from mast to mast maki Then he went to the Embassy where he couldn't get a word with anybody.
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