My poison oak was getting better. Not to gross you out, but the oozing on my arm had stopped. Tuesday night, however, there was this weird rash on my neck.
“Mae, do you see something on my neck?”
“Yeah, it’s all red.”
I wondered if I’d reinfected myself, but it didn’t look like poison oak. I phoned [...]
I’ve been rowing upstream for weeks, working long hours and rushing around. A few days ago, I whispered “Good morning” to Mae to wake her up, but it wasn’t working. So, I climbed into her bunk bed to give her a string of good morning kisses. It worked.
The only problem was, as I rushed back [...]
 
 
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