Abby Glann

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I smile at her and say, “Look at that moon.” It is not a remarkable moon, waning, hazy in the cloudy night. But as far as I’m concerned, a moon is a moon, and they all bear remarking. Like babies, even homely ones, each a blessing, each one born with—as Mamá used to say—its loaf of bread under its arm.
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I don't remember hardly any details about this book, but I do remember that when I read it in college we had to write a paper about it. Mine was about Patria and all of her babies, but I can't remembe…
In the Time of the Butterflies
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