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And we never found it again, even though I spent days searching our yard where I did the doomed cartwheel while wearing the ring I had nicked from her back pocket. And she was really really nice about it, but I thought it was the end of the world. And even at this young age, my critical faculties were heightened enough to know that there was a connection between this event and the story my father had often told me. The story of the Golden banco de gaia Pebble. The now-dreaded story of the golden pebble, in banco de gaia which the little protagonist who HAD MY FIRST NAME willfully takes the golden pebble from her parents' dresser drawer and loses it in the pond, which----sorry, lost my place----for some reason means that the whole family has to move, except that she finds the golden pebble at the last moment, so they can stay. Except when we had to move shortly after I lost the ring, I never did find it at the 11th hour, although I did try, and stayed outside very late the night before the moving truck came, until it got very very dark, looking for it, and we had to move two whole days in a car away from every person I had ever talked to in my entire life.
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