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There were many words people used for Misty growing up. Distracted.Sensitive.Odd.Too much in her own world. Adults spoke those words softly, as though lowering their voices made them kinder. Children rarely bothered lowering theirs at all. When Misty was seven years old, she spent an entire recess sitting beneath the old oak tree at the edge of the playground, carefully breaking pieces of her crackers apart for a squirrel with a crooked tail. The squirrel sat upright beside h
