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My name is Wendy. I was a 14-year-old girl just trying to make it in today's cruel world. I lived in Florida with my mom and stepdad, and then was sent to live with my dad and his wife Karen in South Boston, mainly because I didn't get along with my stepdad. Even though I loved my dad and Karen a lot, I revolted against them any way I could. My first week there as I was sitting outside eating lunch, a little sparrow flew down and sat on the table with me. I was shocked and didn't know what to do. I tossed her a piece of bread and she took it and flew back to her nest. Minutes later she flew back. I was surprised as she hopped over and into my hands as I fed her. I named her Tiffany because she had sparkling eyes and I loved that name. She became my best friend and was always there for me. I was really bad the whole time I lived in Boston. I didn't mean to be, but I wanted to go back home where my true friends were. After being sent home, I didn't change my ways and became more defiant. Somehow I wish I could turn back the clock and change the way things turned out, but that can't happen. We learn to live with our mistakes, but I wish Tiffany was here with me. I missed her the most ... James A. Richardson, Jr. says, "My wife Karen is a strong woman all around with a loving heart. Wendy is my daughter from a previous marriage, and Tiffany was a little sparrow that became our friend and family." Publisher's website: http: //sbprabooks.com/JamesARichardsonJr