Avocados and Ambulances – by Sarah Elise Pettigrew
Listening to Morgan playing through her pieces, I began to feel that familiar jealousy creepy into my stomach.
Read More Avocados and Ambulances – by Sarah Elise PettigrewListening to Morgan playing through her pieces, I began to feel that familiar jealousy creepy into my stomach.
Read More Avocados and Ambulances – by Sarah Elise Pettigrew“We saw you look,” the girls’ voices echo in my head as I run out of school, all the way home, panting and crying by the time I reach the front door and, “Boys don’t go to dances with fat girls,” my dad tells me.
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