The boy grasps the reality, feels it in his heart, and tears gather in his eyes.

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But they would soon find out that it was not my heart that ruled my appetite, and there would often be tears, theirs, a dramatic departure, phone calls in the middle of the night, a dozen e-mails, clothing to be sent for, and so on and so forth.

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