Crossing the Street
Hold my hand to cross the street.
I’m not scared of crossing the street.
Maybe I am.
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Charlie’s Room: An Unexpected VisitorMarianne and Charlie loved to read. They would sit on the couch to read in the afternoon, and just tune out the world around them. When they were reading, they couldn’t hear anything. The funny thing was that they would respond to questions, but their answers wouldn’t make any sense,