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4h him lying in my bed my face covered with het ~earss My father beught me aneuther dog in the begining of the summers Is it a bey like Topsy, I remember saying ever the phone te my father, No it's a girl Michaels Her hairtwas!:shiny black, and she was very fast se I named her Flash. She was a Cocker Spanual and very shy, but when she would rum she was exeiténg and filled with life with her : ears flaping back in the winds Flash lived quietly and almost noticed in eur home fer sixteen years befere she died, and the only thing I remember about her washer runing te us though Metzes field to her heme and her quietness. Threugh that sumer it became easier and easier fer me to talk my Mether inte leting me leave our yard and ge acrogs-the street te wander in Metzes field, The first real friend I ever made was named Danial Learrye We would together be going te kindergarden at Linceim scheol in the fall and his-mether and father came from very wealthy and traditional Protestant econ I feund out later were erange peeple, because they were Irish and net Cathelics I aim ene day when I wandered up te the street behind our yard’ where he lived in a-heuse that really loeked like a castle with high red brick walls and winding stairs-that led under an iron arch with an old Aemp. lighter lamp hanging frem the teps There were lets of beys and girls: playing seftball, but he was just standing by his wall watching and he leeked like he was waiting for semething, He was very thin and unaware of his bedy, because he was quiet when he was alene, He was dreaming about other things besidessoftbail, altheugh I bet he was a very goed players He didn't seem te care whether he played or net but I did and I went up te the beys