When I tell people Astrid is my best friend, they often look at me funny. Maybe raise their eyebrows, or give me a crooked smile and a half-laugh. But it’s true. She’s my best friend. Ever since that day in third grade when a group of fifth grade boys threw me down on the hard,Continue reading “Fast Fiction: My Best Friend Astrid”
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Paige Gardner 