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Far From Shore by Kevin Major
Enter the life of a fifteen-year-old Newfoundlander, Christopher Slade. Faced with instability on many sides, Chris gropes for direction in a family broken apart by unemployment. Even his easy-going, humorous attitude fails to steady him as he stumbles through drinking experiences and a confrontation with the law.
No getting up at five-thirty anymore, especially after not making it to bed till two, but I don't call it Christmas if you don't get up a bit early and tear open a few presents. Say seven-thirty. Who wants to sleep in on Christmas morning? Jennifer for one. I can just imagine the sour look that comes across her face when I knocks on her bedroom door and opens it up a bit.
"Gonna get up or what?"
It looks to me like she's trying to pretend she's asleep. I ask her again.
"What time is it?" she snarls.
"Seven-thirty." Perhaps I should toss her a chunk of raw meat to quiet her down.
"Go back to bed."
"Com'on, it's Christmas morning."
"You know where you can go."
"Com'on. Wait till you see what I got you."
"I can just imagine. Where's Mom?" she says.
"In her room, I spose."
"When she gets up, I'll get up. Now go on back to bed."
"You know something?"
"You're turning into one pain in the neck."
"Oh shut up and get out of the room."
Contrary. My son, contrary is too good a word for that these days. I daresay if she swallowed a nail, it'd come out a screw. Ever since she broke up with Scott you can't look at her sideways.
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