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ONE OF MY BEST MEMORIES OF HER WAS WHEN WE SNUCK INTO THE CITY POOL.
I was scared, I admit, and it was probably very obvious. She laughed at my hesitation of sneaking into an empty community pool at midnight and dove straight in, making a big splash. The water was cold and wet and everyone was asleep in their houses.
I know it might seem silly, but the momeny she dived into the pool I remember my mother's warnings about making homes out of other people.
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