Question:
Instead , I admire the girl in the mirror , grinning back at me , her acceptance letter clutched to her chest . Her empathy is purely amazing . I want to kiss her in celebration , but I can not express any love towards my Ego in public . Instead , I fix her hair , and we stand up in unison , and leave the cafe .

What might have she done that she has an acceptance letter ?
Answer:
She might have applied for a college admission .

Question:
I decided to get out of bed , and felt really weird . Chilled myself out and went back to bed . This is the first time in weeks where I have had to get out of bed because being in bed felt counter - productive . On the sleepless nights in the past couple of weeks I at least felt like I was resting calming .

Why did the narrator get out of bed ?
Answer:
They were getting a bit stir crazy .

Question:
Last weekend Anna , my 11 year old daughter , and I visited the Trade Days in a town just north of where we live . It was a beautiful day complete with the brightly shining sun . I remarked to Anna , " It 's a beautiful day in the neighborhood ! " She sat there quietly and so I asked her if she knew who originally said that .

How far did Anna drive to reach Trade Days ?
Answer:
A few minutes

Question:
So * late * morning we finally make a move and head down to the caravan at Goolwa . Goolwa is one of my fav places to be . It used to be one of those old beach side towns many moons ago but it has gone through a transformation in recent years and while still maintaining it 's country charm , it also has some nice cafe 's for the late ' set and a brilliant bakery that does the best yeast cream buns ( my weakness ) .

Why is the writer in Goolwa ?
Answer:
They are on a vacation .