FEARLESS MEMOIR: 'World's Fair' (Chapter 16)
Gee and I found ourselves in the camper with Matthew, who had assumed a prissy attitude. He restated that we had come to the World's Fair as a family and that we should go to the exhibits as a family. We agreed, but what could we do? None of us wanted to spend the day in a bar.
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Novelist, poet, memoirist and playwright.