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Sprig Ewing's
World
Ten has always been sprigs lucky number, and this is her tenth year, the best year ever. Being ten is great, so much better than nine. She absolutely feels older and mature, and she's already looking forward to her next birthday, when she will be ten plus one or, as some people insist on calling it, eleven.
Sitting next to her older sister, Dakota, in the back of their car on the way to the airport on Sunday, January 10, sprig checks her watch. 4:20 p.m. She was born on the tenth day of the tenth mont at 4:10 p.m. At this very moment, she is exactly ten years plus three years plus three months plus ten minutes. "Mom!" She leans forward and taps her mother in the shoulder to give her this news.
