Glen Smith's Diary (Page 64)

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Louis:
But that's not true, is it? It can't be true.
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Margrid:
Perhaps—I really don't know. But…
when I heard the story from Grandma Elizabeth, I believed it. I was ten.
Louis:
Let me read it, can I?
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Margrid's Narration:
It's been seventeen years since then. I—Margrid Hessen—live
Note:
Aug. 1959
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Margrid's Narration:
In Bremen with my jolly Papa Pierre Hessen, just the two of us.
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CLING CLING
Margrid's Narration:
I make my living writing ordinary short stories.
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Margrid's Narration:
My mama, Anna, and Grandma Elizabeth passed away a long time ago…
SFX:
PEEEE—
Margrid's Narration:
My brother Pierre never returned from the war…
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Margrid's Narration:
My older sister Hella is married and lives nearby. And her only son Louis comes by occasionally when school is off.
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Margrid's Narration:
And I hope…I get a chance to publish this old diary of Glen Smith someday.