A Hat Full of Sky
How I wish that a hiver took over my mind when I was in school! Johnny Burgess would pay for bloodying my brand new Air Jordan t-shirt with my own chin wound. Those older kids who laughed at me for saying, in my choked-up breath, as they made fun of me on the trampoline, "Sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me" would pay, perhaps with magical stones that would stone them as they rode their bikes to school, perhaps throwing them into the middle of the road and a cane truck might run over them and I would appear and beat them with a stick after it happened.
Not that I took any pleasure in Tiffany giving some come-uppance to those who deserved it. Well, okay, maybe I did.
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