I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was no letter. Just a picture.
A picture of Meg holding a picture of me.
The word HOME echoed through my body like a rifle shot.

Author: Laura Anderson Kurk

I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was no letter. Just a picture. <br />A picture of Meg holding a picture of me. <br />The word HOME echoed through my body like a rifle shot. - Laura Anderson Kurk

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