Sunday Stories: “Amber”

Amber by Elizabeth McGuire “Does that look like a cherry?” Amber asked. We’d never spoken so I was totally unprepared. My heart pounded as she leaned over the counter, and I got a big puff of patchouli oil and cinnamon gum. Her nails were painted like little cupcakes with white icing, and her index finger, aimed at me, had a tiny red dot on the end. I stop in the Game Stop almost every day after school. Mostly because of […]

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