“You know, Miri, you’re the only girl in the whole class… no the whole grade… no, make that the whole school, I ever invited over”
Shoshie closed the door to her room behind Miri.
“Make yourself comfortable.”
Miri sat down in the bubble chair hanging from the ceiling. “This is so cool.”
Shoshie shrugged. “Overrated.” She sat down at her desk and took out her Share and Care package from a drawer.
Miri pulled her card from its envelope. “You have a pen?”
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