I just wrote another chapter this morning and found myself back in 6th grade. A new girl had moved to my school. Robin Hill. Creve Coeur, Mo. I'll never forget her name. Rena Macina. Probably spelled wrong. She was different from anything I'd ever seen before. She came dressed in filmy linens that covered her head and flowed to the floor. I'm sure
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