Johnny Fitton

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“Who?” “My history teacher.” “A woman?” “Yes, a woman,” I said. “An attractive woman?” “I guess.” “Well, you know, that doesn’t sound too bad on the face of it, but it seems a little inappropriate.” Ted folded a stick of gum into his mouth. “Gum? It’s Juicy Fruit.”
I Am Not Sidney Poitier
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