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  • Getting To Know James Windoff

    Chapter One I slammed my door as my autistic brother ran down the hallway screaming. I put my hand over my ears to cover up the crying. Over Ravioli. He ...

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“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson