My Heart And Other Black Holes By Jasmine Warga
Prologue: I don’t have my own car, but I do have a car that I’m allowed to use to get to and from work. The old Ford Taurus smells like stale fast food and has torn seats, but the engine is still chugging so it’s good enough for me. Steve bought it a few years ago from a buddy of his. It’s going to be Georgia’s car when she turns sixteen. The good news is I won’t be around to have to share it with her. Pulling out of TMC’s parking lot, I take a left and head toward Route 36. The road is bumpy, full of potholes. No one here wants to pay taxes to repair it. It’s kind of sad because it could be a really scenic road since it borders the river.
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My Heart And Other Black Holes By Jasmine Warga
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