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From the April 2010 Print Edition

Home from a party the silver balloon followed me. From room to room, it bumped the ceiling, in my wake morning to night. By some freak of draft or static electricity­” it waltzed as if charmed. Why did it choose me, not my husband or sons, to chase? When the helium weakened it sank to . . . . Continue Reading »