Alison Clement

observations from a novelist who sometimes wants to say something small and see it published immediately

Leeann

When we were in 9th grade Leeann and I wanted to run away from home, so we bought a car for $10. It didn’t have any tires and it was up on blocks in someone’s yard, out on the highway.

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