![]() ![]() Maybe less, Dad said, if we were lucky and it was “just a phase” (it wasn’t). We figured it was only for a couple of months anyway. She said all her future roommates at Oberlin would be “absolutely horrified” if they found out she ate meat. My sister decided at the beginning of the summer that we should all be vegetarians. In fact, the only good thing I could see about Camellia going off to college was that Dad and I would get to eat meat again. Dad and I both thought this was a pretty good plan. Maybe we would microwave some frozen green beans and eat them with our spaghetti and meatballs. ![]() Once she was gone, we were going to eat frozen pizza every night. Dad and I were never going to chop vegetables. I remember because I was stuck in the kitchen for, like, five hours while my older sister, Camellia, insisted on teaching me how to make pasta primavera. It was pasta primavera night, about a week before school started, when I first heard about the dog. ![]()
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