Late as usual. Shirley entered the classroom with her skirt feathering my arm. I was immediately swept far above the observation deck of the Empire State Building. She didn’t know it. How could she? We hardly exchanged a word in the classroom. They formed a wedge in my throat whenever I built up the courage… Continue reading Questions, But No Answers
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Late as usual, with her bouncing jet-black hair hurdling the nap of her navy-blue woolen sweater, her skirt feathering my arm, Shirley came streaming into our senior homeroom class at James Monroe H.S. in the Bronx. Her smile lit up a toasty complexion. It reminded me of the sexy Spanish women that only appeared in… Continue reading Questions But No Answers