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Winning Pelicans

What We Want, What We Wish

The balls spun, twirled, whirled, and drifted down to land, a yellow one in a gull’s mouth, the others resting on the bottom. Inez pushed the fat, white button again, bubbles gurgled upward into the water, sending the balls pirouetting haphazardly toward the gulls.

“Inez!” Sandra yelled. “Enough, already! It’s too nice out. Put the game down and go outside and…