know that you’re a fifth grade teacher, and that you do so much more than teach. You volunteer at their after-school program three times a week, so they don’t have to go home to empty kitchens. And that’s before you take a restaurant shift to make more money to give those kids more. I know that you didn’t have the easiest childhood, and that you hate carrots in your soup. When we went bowling that one time, you whooped our asses, even though Justin made you feel awkward for doing so. I wanted to deck him that night. You prefer candy over popcorn at the movies and stop on the street to give the
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