Ecumène: Butterflies (P. Grace)

    Butterflies   The Grandmother plaited her granddaughter’s hair and then she said, “Get your lunch. Put it in your bag. Get your apple. You come straight back after school, straight home here. Listen to the teacher,” she said. “Do what she say.” Her grandfather was out on the step. He walked down the path with her and out [...]

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