We had to make ends meet. My parents were divorced, so my father wasn&#39;t really in my life. We grew up like most kids, just wanting things.

I have a tree man coming to trim the jacaranda in my front garden.

No matter what night preceded it, she had never known a morning when she did not feel the rose of a quiet excitement that became a tightening energy on her body and a hunger for action in her mind - because this was the beginning good a day and it was a day of HER life.

Begin at the beginning, go on until the end, then stop.

Written By Mark Twain

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