By Brooklyn Reader

August 21, 2015, 4:33 am


It was Thanksgiving, and my family was treating me like an invalid. You’d have thought that my 87-year-old grandmother with the heart condition, or my 92-year-old grandfather with the bad hip, or my brother, who made a point of never lifting a finger if he could help it, would […]

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