She owed the nun a great deal, including her command of English, for no one else thought to ensure she could speak her mother tongue. Steps to aid the descent, which was too steep to be safe without them, led to, a door on the opposite side. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. “You see, daddy, I don’t think it IS preposterous. I’ve never had these crying fits before.
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