But although my ankles hurt and the backs of my legs ached, it felt very good to be moving, and to be free, and to feel the night air on my face and the grass on my legs, wet from the dew. I know my sister was happy too. She was whistling under her breath. Once when we stopped to rest, she dug her toes into the earth at the edge of a field and smiled. When I saw her smile, I felt strong enough to carry on.
Chris Cleave from Little Bee
Congratulations to my sister for earning her first paycheck as a working woman. It's been a rough transition for all of us. For her, most of all.
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