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Janey idly scratched nits from her scalp as she angled the newspaper scrap into the light from the window.  The paper had torn in two when she tried to wrest it away from Bald Bill.  He had only wanted it for warmth, but she wanted it to read.  Janey knew she had to stay in practice if she wanted to keep the skill.  She hadn't thought she missed reading, but once she found the old paperback last year, she couldn't stop herself from wanting more and more.