I was fifteen. You were four. I taught you drama in a Scarborough community centre. You were surviving neglect.
Tag: Canada
Book Review – The Marrow Thieves (Cherie Dimaline)
I knew I'd never see my family if I were captured; we wouldn't be reunited at the school. I had to get down from this tree safely and keep moving. Mitch had sacrificed himself so I could live, so I had to live. It was the only thing left I could do for him.
Words & Stitches 