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"Although my sisters and I avoided baths, we did not avoid the creek. In February, which was spring to us most years, we took off our shoes and waded across--about fifteen feet, knee-deep in water. When we emerged on the other side, it was as if someone had given us warm, woolen socks, right up to the level the water had been. The cold was a lie; the river would hold us, keep our hearts beating.
