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Book of Mormon Stories That My Teachers Kept From Me

Dialogue 24.4 (Winter 1993):15–50
n fact, it may be no more than a kind of perversity that brings me to admit what I will tell you now, namely, that when it comes to the Book of Mormon, that most correct of books, whose pedigree we love passionately to debate and whose very namesakes we have, all of us, become, I stand mostly with Mark Twain.

Losing Lucy

Just as we were meeting, she 
Slid quick away—too far— 
And I, surprised at sudden loss, 
Ran leaping after her. 

Nickel Girls

Sometimes boys would stand 
on the high school stairs 
and throw nickels at girls 
in low-cut blouses, hoping 

Over Coffee, 600 B.C.

A friend of mine told me — 
so I know it’s true — 
she saw someone in the road 
behind her house 

Pancha Loca

Pancha Robinson was doing dishes at her mother’s sink and watching her husband Rick, who was out in the backyard with the children. Gloria, Pancha’s sister, was sitting at the kitchen table fiddling with a…