Of buttons, pearls, and unexpected treasures

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finding fortuneNot all of us run away from home, but many of us contemplate it. I did. Somewhere around 2nd or 3rd grade, I took off with no better plan than to go over to a classmate’s house to hide out. I didn’t leave a note or take extra clothes or food. I just got mad about something – probably dusting, which I loathed – and left on my bike. Her parents probably called mine. All I remember is seeing my dad on the other side of their back fence, riding home in the truck in silence, and having to do all the dishes that night. That was punishment enough for me to never try it again.

Ren has more of a plan than I had, but it’s not much better conceived. She decides to use her babysitting money to go stay in a nearby town where there’s an…

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