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I watched as they pranced through the sprinkler and thought back to the days when I was that young. Even though I'd never leapt happily through the amazingly cool water on the scolding days of July, when it was so humid you could hardly breathe. It didn't get that hot here. It was only 83 degrees today, and I felt strange and alone in our new house. Even the steps I sat on were cold and unfamiliar on the backs of my legs. I was beginning to wish we didn't live here.