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““Please?” I clasp my hands in front of me, the way I used to do when I wanted Jake to walk me down the street for ice cream. “ Pretty please, Scary Grey?” I tease He sighs and lifts his eyes skyward— which is what Jake used to do, too, and how I know I've won.” — Brigid Kemmerer
“Please?” I clasp my hands in front of me, the way I used to do when I wanted Jake to walk me down the street for ice cream. “ Pretty please, Scary Grey?” I tease
He sighs and lifts his eyes skyward— which is what Jake used to do, too, and how I know I've won.