Reading Lessons by Sharmayne Riseley

“Do we have to take her with us?” I heard my father laugh. “All right,” my mother said, “but, it’s your turn to read.” Seatbelts weren’t fitted in cars then, so I roamed the back seat, free and untethered. I jumped from side to side, wanting to catch all the words that were out in...

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