She dumb.” I sigh. “But she ain’t stupid.

All I'm saying is, kindness don't have no boundaries.

Who knew paper and ink could be so vicious

She hug me around my neck, say, "You're righter than Miss Taylor." I tear up then. My cup is spilling over. Those is new words to me.

She dumb.” I sigh. “But she ain’t stupid.

Baby Girl," I say. "I need you remember everything I told you. Do you remember what I told you?" She still crying steady, but the hiccups are gone. "To wipe my bottom good when I'm done?" "No, baby, the other one. About who you are.

Bosoms are for bedrooms and breastfeeding.