The day the war ended is the day that I began. It was the day people danced in the streets of Sydney. Nanna Ennis tells me over and over that I interrupted the Prime Minister's speech on the radio about Japan giving up and the war had ended. She said no one heard me cry because everyone in the whole hospital was making a dreadful racket celebrating. Nine year old Lucy Meredith Carter has lost stories. In order to work things out she...