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Trica Ann was about to burst with excitement. Crossing her fingers and closing her eyes , she blurted out her question. "Mama Frances , may I go to Someplace Special by myself , today? Pretty please? I know where to get off the bus and what streets to take and all."
Although it had another name Tricia Ann always called it Someplace Special because it was her favorite spot in the world
"Please can I go? Pretty please with marshmallows on top?"
"I dont know if I'm ready to turn you loose in the world,"
Mama Frances answered, tying the sash of Tricia Ann's dress.
"Going off alone is a mighty big step."
"I'm ready," the girl said, taking a giant leap across the floor.
"See what a big step I can make?"

Mama Frances chuckled, all the time studying her granddaughter's face. "I trust you'll be particular, and remember everything I've told you."
"I will, I will," Tricia Ann said, real confident-like.

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