You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. ’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. This one too she read. She’s hated me for no apparent reason ever since Fourth Grade. If I do not look after her, she has no one. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. I spied a small picture of them in your house, though. \" Michelle met her at her locker, right on schedule, carrying a backpack so overstuffed it was its own conversation piece.
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