Mavis Hara Published with permission by Bamboo Ridge Press (2007) Forty-five years ago, when I was a child, my cousin Pam would always get a prize from the Tomoe Ame box that was better than the one I got. If I got a tin whistle, she’d get little glass berries that made a tinkling sound…

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