ing it to his Ma and Pop because they could surely
make use of it feeding him and his brothers and
sisters. He felt selfish keeping it to himself, but it
was his, he found it so he should get to keep it—it
wouldn’t be fair otherwise. He thought about buying
sweets with it, he could get some gum and soda
or maybe a comic. He walked to the edge of town
and to his usual spot on the cliffs where he would
go with Evelyn sometimes to sit together and watch
the waves.
He took his quarter out of his pocket and
rubbed it in between his fingers. He had seen rich
kids throw pennies into fountains, and they always
seemed to have what they want. Does the ocean
grant wishes, too? If he used his 25-cent piece for
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