Chapter 91
I got in the car and stretched out to kiss Jonathan while he started. He was talking on his cell phone, and the radio was turning on, so none of us could hear my mother cursing in the middle of the sidewalk, although his skinny image was being reflected by the rearview mirrors of the car.
I tried not to feel guilty as her image became distant, and the wind coming from everywhere through the lowered windows hit my face hard, but I failed when I felt a knot forming in my throat.
If I was lucky not to get beaten up when I came home, I would have to listen to a sermon of tho
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