She talked to me like I was just like any other student, not a kid in a wheelchair.
Sharon M. DraperOne series of notes, high and delicate, sang of a sweet moonlight kiss gone sour; another line of music rippled with regret over opportunities forever lost.
Sharon M. DraperI believe in me. And my family does. And Mrs. V. It's the rest of the world I'm not so sure of.
Sharon M. DraperGo ahead and cry, Andy. Don't be afraid of those tears. Sometimes they help to wash the soul clean.
Sharon M. Draper