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she’s only three. I don’t think suicide at three and five is a big issue,” she said blithely.
    “No, but apparently it can be as young as eight or nine,” Connie said somberly. “I don’t worry about it with Kevin, or I haven’t, but he’s a pretty wild kid sometimes. He’s not as easy as Sean, he never has been. He hates following anyone else’s rules. The boy who died was really a sweet kid.”
    “Divorced parents?” Marilyn asked with a knowing look.
    “No,” Connie said quietly. “Good parents, solid good marriage, mom at home full time. I just don’t think they thought this could happen to them. I think he’d been seeing a counselor, but mainly for problems he had in school keeping his grades up. He always took things pretty hard. He used to cry whenever the baseball team lost a game. I think there was a lot of pressure on him at home, academically. But the family is very wholesome. He was their only kid.”
    The other two women looked disturbed by what she said, but they agreed that the meeting wasn’t relevant to them, and they hoped it never would be. It was just sad to hear about it happening to someone else. It was unimaginable to think of any of their children committing suicide. It was hard enough worrying about accidents in the home, drownings in swimming pools, and illnessesand mishaps that befell young children. Suicide was in another universe from theirs, much to their relief.
    Connie promised to call them when she found two more candidates for their carpool, and then they went their separate ways. All three were driving when they saw each other later that day and waved. Izzie and Gabby bounced out of school holding hands, and Gabby told her mother how much fun they’d had that day. Izzie’s babysitter picked her up, and Izzie said the same thing to her. Billy was clutching the football he had retrieved from his cubby when he came out. Sean asked his mother for his sheriff’s gun the moment he got in the car, and Andy was picked up by the housekeeper, since his parents were still at work, as they always were at that hour.
    All five of them had had a great first day at the Atwood School, they liked their teachers and were happy with their new friends. Marilyn told herself that it had been worth the long, agonizing admission process. As she drove away with Billy, her water broke on the front seat, and she felt the first familiar labor pains, which heralded Brian’s arrival into the world. He was born that night.

Chapter 2
    B y the beginning of third grade, the five best friends had been bosom buddies for three years. They were eight. They were still in the same carpool, with Andy and Izzie’s babysitters pitching in when needed, and they often had play dates with each other. More often than not Connie O’Hara, Sean’s mother, would invite several of them to her house. Her older son, Kevin, was fifteen by then, and a sophomore at Atwood. He was always getting demerits or study hall for talking in class, or for homework he hadn’t done. And no matter how difficult he was to get along with, how much he fought with their parents, or how often he threatened to beat Sean up, Kevin was a hero to his little brother, who worshipped him and thought he was “cool.”
    Connie loved having kids over, both Kevin’s friends and Sean’s. She volunteered for field trips and various projects at school, and worked for the PTA. As an ex-schoolteacher and devoted mother, she enjoyed her kids and their friends. And Kevin’s friends particularly enjoyed talking to her. She was as sensitive to the problemsof teenagers as she was to those of her eight-year-old. She was known to keep a cookie jar full of condoms in the kitchen, where Kevin’s pals could help themselves, no questions asked. Mike O’Hara was equally great with kids, and loved having them in the house, and had coached Little League and been head of Kevin’s Boy Scout troop until Kevin quit. Connie and Mike were realistic about what their