Playground
''I wonder what she would''ve said if I''d told her all the parts the report left out, like how I''d woken up that morning and pulled that sock out of my draw and filled it, one after the other, with the D batteries I''d bought the last time I visited my dad in the city. But there was no way. There was just no way I''d ever tell anyone what really went down that day...''
Thirteen-year-old Butterba...
''I wonder what she would''ve said if I''d told her all the parts the report left out, like how I''d woken up that morning and pulled that sock out of my draw and filled it, one after the other, with the D batteries I''d bought the last time I visited my dad in the city. But there was no way. There was just no way I''d ever tell anyone what really went down that day...''
Thirteen-year-old Butterba...
