by Kathleen Alcott, Carrington MacDuffie
When I was really tiny – before school started and the concept of friends was clear – my mother used to babysit a neighbor my age, the son of a family friend. His name was Jason and because I was three, I thought that a “Jason” was a type of relation that everyone had. Kind of like a cousin, but mor...
Might be because I was listening it as audio book. I know I didn't concentrate much on the story. I had to re-play it a couple of time just to get the story right and I still missed a lot of things. Though it's not really audio book's fault, it was recorded by Blackstone audio that I always trust no...
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