The first time I was on television was a Tuesday. I wasn’t excited to miss a school day. I hardly went.
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The First Time I was on Television
Author: Brian Neil Roy
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“I haven’t seen you, even though you are here every day.” Mother purses her lips. “How’s school?” Father furrows his brow. Blue eyes stare from under a gray hoodie in the direction of Mother, then to Father and back to the green beans. A fork pushes aside the meatloaf. “May I be excused?” “Are you on drugs?” Mother locks a stare on father’s face as if to tractor beam the words out […]
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