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Toni Cade Bambara
I don't have much to do around the like some girls. My mother does that. And I don't have to earn my pocket money by hustling; George runs errands for the big boys and sells Christmas cards. And anything else that's got to get done, my father does.
So I'm strolling down Broadway breathing out and breathing in on counts of seven, which is my lucky number,and here come Gretchen and her side kicks: Mary Louise and Rosie.
I always win cause I'm the best.
I don't think your going to win this time.
I get up, slip off my sweat pants and then i see Gretchen at the starting line, kicking her legs out like a pro. Then
The pistol explodes and i'm off and weightless again, flying past the other runners, my arms pumping up and down and the whole world is quiet except for the crunch as I zoom over the gravel in the track. I glance to my left and there is no one. And to the right, a blurred Gretchen.
And I smile. And she nods to congradulate me and smiles. And I smile.
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