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DEFYING GRAVITY By Jane Anderson

ELIZABETH: The day my mother actually left, a reporter asked me what I thought of my
mother going into space. I didn’t want to answer so I hid my face behind my grandmother’s
purse. My brother laughed at me so I hit him on the arm. My grandmother gave us Lifesavers to
quiet us down. I told her I wanted cherry so she peeled the paper down until she found one for
me. I put it in my pocket for later. Then my mother joined us and she let me hold her hand while
she talked to the reporters. I played with her wedding ring and I was very proud that I was one of
the few people who was allowed to touch her hand. She showed the reporters some of the things
she was taking up to space. She had a journal and in the journal was a bookmark that I made for
her. I had drawn a rocket and stars and Saturn with the rings and I ironed it between two pieces
of wax paper so it would be protected from the gamma rays. Then she showed the reporters
something her class had given her. I was jealous and I wanted to give her something else. So I
took out the Lifesaver. It was fuzzy from the lining of my pocket.While my mother and the
reporters talked, I tried to make the Lifesaver presentable. I told myself I had to pick all the lint
off the Lifesaver or my mother wouldn’t come back.Finally my mother crouched down next to
me. She was wearing her blue space suit. I touched the patches on her shoulders. She looked so
beautiful. Suddenly I couldn’t grasp that this was the woman who every morning sliced banana
on my granola. My grandmother kept saying, say good-bye, honey, say good-bye to your mother.
But all I could manage to do was hold out the Lifesaver. My mother took it and put it in her
pocket and I knew everything would be all right.

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