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I look up and bring myselfto look out the windshield.I have a memorythat's been haunting mefor three weeks.A memory that starts with melooking out of ..
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Will doesn't park in my driveway.Instead, he goes fartherto the next houseand pulls in therewithout me even telling him to.He knows how tiring it isfo..
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Will gets out firstbecause I can't move.He opens my doorand says my name,quietly first."Riley..."But I don't move or speak.So he says it again."Riley...
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He says he's starvingso he takes me into the kitchenand sets me down in a chair.It's cold in the house,colder than usual.And it's quiet,and empty,but ..
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He walks around the kitchenswinging open cabinetsand shutting everything with a bang.He's too loud,too fast,and too rough.He saysand pretendsthat he's..
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I tell him I'm not hungrybut he gets me a bowl anyway.Swing.BANG!"There's no milk," he says.He's always in chargeof picking up milkwhenever it runs ou..
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Home is the last place I want to beso I stay with Willin his house.I text my brotherinstead of my mom.My mom has been actingextra mom-like.She coddles..
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We're twins,me and Johnny.But we don't look alike at alland he's two minutes olderand never lets me forget it.We're closer than mostsiblings I knowbec..
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Will's room is green.Green walls.Green curtains.Green bed sheets.Green armchairs.Green lamps.And a fuzzy green carpetin front of the closet.Sometimes ..
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I met Willwhen we were both eight years old,and he was missing his two front teeth,and I was taller than him,and his shoes still had Velcro,and I stil..
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