She asked the Akron boy sitting closest to her to tell his tale and when he had gotten about five words into it she stopped him and said, "May I kiss you?"
He appeared struck. Took a hard swallow. "If you got to," he said.
So she leaned over and did the job. Right there at the table over cold pork and corn bread.
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Neverhome - Pg 74
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