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. But Captain Sterling and Commander Smith did, too, and
probably quicker. Or maybe not. Either way I had to thank all three of them.
Damn it, I'd like to save his life just once to balance the books. The bastard."
"No way to talk, Dickie. Abby would have trounced you."
"So she would have. I take it back." "Besides- Your own parents never were
married."
"So I've often been told. Colorfully."
"I mean it literally. Your mother was my favorite sister. Much younger than
I. Pretty child. I taught her to walk. Played with her when she was growing up,
spoiled her every way I could. So, naturally, when she was in what used to be
called 'trouble' she came to her big brother. And to your Aunt Abby. Dickie, it
was not that your father wasn't around; it was that your grandfather disliked
him, disliked him as intensely as- well, as you dislike Lazarus Long.
"I don't mean Mr. Ames. You got his name but he met and married Wendy after
you were bom. And we took you and raised you. Your mother was going to come for
you, after a year-she said Ames deserved that much-but she didn't live that
long. So Abby was your mother in every way but biology."
"Uncle, Aunt Abby was the best mother a boy could want. Look, those peach
switchings were good for me. I know it."
"I'm pleased to hear you say so. Dickie, I love all your aunts ... but
there will never be another Abby
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