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Important passwords

Janice lived next door, and we were best friends. We had a secret club—just Janice and me and our life-size ragdolls, Annie and Polly. Janice's dad let us use an empty chicken coop for our clubhouse. To get into the clubhouse you had to knock three times and say the password. That was a signal to let the guard know whether you were friend or foe. If you knew the right words, you could go in.

Janice and I spent a lot of time thinking up new passwords because my twin brother was always eavesdropping. He'd learn our password, then he and his friends would barge in and bother us. After a while, we had a new password for every day.

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May 9, 1994
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