It was so good to be young, Margy knew. She never wanted to be an adult--grow old and die in five centuries. That must not happen.... "Hello, Margy," he said bashfully when he came upon her standing beside the low, white stone wall which surrounded the schoolyard, isolating it from the carefully landscaped forest and lakes beyond.…
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