The Queen of Everything (37 page)

playing his bagpipe. The tender notes drift
over the choppy waves of the strait. They settle upon the stones and in the
folds of the old roses. They carry along a breeze and find me, riding my bike
his way. Always, the music sounds like a welcome.

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About the Author

Deb Caletti grew up in the San
Francisco
Bay Area, and now lives with her family in the Pacific Northwest. She steals her
best lines from her mother, her kids, and the dog, who doesn't seem to mind.
When she is not writing or reading books, Deb is a painter, a lyricist, and a
2001 recipient of the Artist Trust/Washington State Arts Commission Fellowship
for literature.

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