Look at me, he said to her. His arms and legs jerked. Look at me. You got your wish. I have learned how to love. And itโs a terrible thing. Iโm broken. My heart is broken. Help me. The old woman turned and hobbled away. Come back, thought Edward. Fix me
Kate DiCamilloI was born in Philadelphia and currently live in Minneapolis. I write for both children and adults.
Kate DiCamillo