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Day 164, Saturday, January 31
Breakfast: Special brother-sister date at the Karmic Café. I made apple walnut bread on my shift last night just so we could order some this morning.
“Okay,” Peter said, pulling out his questionnaire. “Ready?”
He’d already interviewed both my parents over dinner last night. Now it was my turn. I told him I’d cooperate only if he walked with me to breakfast. My treat. Tough bargain.
The fifth- and sixth-graders at Peter’s school are required to enter the science fair. A lot of them do it in groups. Peter came up with his project on his own. That’s my boy.
On the way I finally told him about my own project. Because we were about to work on his. And because I thought it was time to stop keeping that secret from him. And because I’ve discovered I actually
