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 | | Alastir had asked Father Mike to get me a subscription to National Geographic for my birthday, and though my conservative Catholic family was scandalized by its photos of naked natives surrounded by tropical fauna, they let me read it anyway. |
 | | Alastir’s death confused me, not for all the standard reasons one might be confused by the senselessness of a healthy young person’s death, but because my sixth sense and worldly instincts had told me that he would be fine. |
 | | On the back someone had written, “Alastir and Cam Clarkson, November 10, 1966.” The woman, Cam, had sent the letter to my parents when she found out Alastir had been killed. |
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