Chapter 11 · free to read
Forty days for a garment that took her grandmother's grandmother eleven months. They were not going to do it well. They were going to do it at all.
Nineteen days crossed off and the robe no further along than it had been on the ninth.
It was about a rice cake, in 2003, and it was not funny, and they laughed for eleven minutes and woke their grandmother up.
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