I remember this game we used to play in grade school.  We'd ask someone: Can you guess what I have behind my back? 
You never knew if it was a candy or a daddy long legs or a tick or boogers.  
But the next part of the game was--Open your hands and close your eyes, and I'll give it to you.  Okay?
Yeah, okay. Sure.
No peeks!
I think of that game at the beginning of the new year.  Or whenever anyone is talking about the future. As if it's a hand with something I don't really want to touch but will anyhow.
The Ethics of Writing About Real People—Especially the Ones You Once Loved
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Author Kelly Foster Lundquist discusses the complexity of writing a memoir 
and the ethics of writing about real people.
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[Forest Gump] Yeah, life is like a box of chocolates...[/Forest Gump]
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