Tweet “So what did you think of the movie, Eloise?” I asked quietly as we exited the theater all holding hands, all three of us in a row – Eloise, me, and Esther. “You know, I would’ve liked this movie so much better if it was fiction.” Eloise responded very quietly, with her head…
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Tweet Esther runs down the sidewalk towards me. Her ‘just off the bus’ look – disheveled braids, peanut butter dried on the side of her mouth, an off-center headband, a backpack sitting low and heavy off one shoulder, her skirt slightly turned to the side, the side-seam now showing in the front, worn-at-the-knees bright pink…
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