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"I want to see your thing," Lindsay said. She beamed at me, broadly. Like a kid asking for a lollipop at the supermarket. We were all in the living room after school. Unlike usual, when Lindsay would spend all afternoon lounging around at some friend's house, she'd hurried straight home. I was done with my classes for the day, and I'd camped out on the couch while Lucy brought our sister home from school