*This is a story about the Mississippi River. *
*About a girl who doesn't know where she comes from. *
*About a boy with a dimpled smile. *
*About the years they grew up together. *
She stood on the threshold and watched the two boys fight.
Itchy hands. Couldn't help it.
Knock down the big one with one punch.
The whole place was silent.
The boy in the gray coat in the distance looked straight--
That was the first time she met Tom Sawyer.
It was also the first time he saw a girl who was wilder than him.
Intention: grow up together
