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Baby-like, I ran my fingers through the shiny grain, spilling a few kernels on the floor
Childhood games
My little half sister was my usual playmate. She was two years younger than I, and I loved her dearly
We also had a big, soft ball, stuffed with antelope hair, which we would bounce in the air with the foot
The game was to see how many times she could be tossed without falling