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But Lori began to see New York as a sort of Emerald City this glowing,bustling place at the end of a long road, where she could become the person she was meant to be.
I came home with a couple of dollars I'd made babysitting and went into the bedroom to stash them in Oz
Maybe not right now, not this minute—it was the middle of the school year—but I could wait until I finished eleventh grade. By then I'd be seventeen. I had almost a hundred dollars saved, enough to get me started in New York.
"You took our money," I said. "That's what happened."
Lori never once looked back. I took that as a good sign.
IT WAS DUSK WHEN I got my first glimpse of it, off in the distance, beyond a ridge. All I could see were the spires and blocky tops of buildings.
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