Conversations With Shade
“I love your hair,” Shade said one morning before she even saw me. Then she came around the corner. “Oh,” she said, “I love your jacket AND your hair.” I was cold and wearing one of Jeremy’s comfy jackets since it was as close to a blanket as I could get without carrying our comforter… Continue reading Conversations With Shade
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