First Sentence Friday! CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
My mother was able to draw a confession right of my mouth even when I knew it would get me in trouble. The best way around that was to avoid eye contact – if I could.
Wallis Ann has something important to say, but she’s struggling with how to explain a possible solution to their nomadic way of life. It’s 1940, and she’s been raised with a certain sense of decorum when it comes to what a young woman is allowed to do or not do. While she’s trying to gather her courage, and figure out a way to share how she came across an opportunity – which involves a young man – she’s decided until she can formulate an acceptable explanation for what she wants to propose, the best way to hide her inner turmoil is to not let it be seen.
Back at camp I sat beside Momma so she couldn’t look me in the eyes.
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