until all I see are the wrinkles
of her weathered face.
"Violet-
they told me,
well, they believe,"
she stops to breathe in
a large amount of antiseptic scented oxygen.
"Violet,
honey,
you're paralyzed below the waist."
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What Comes Next... [Wattys 2014]
PuisiViolet has never stopped running. She lives for the wind on her face, and seeing the blur of cars as they drive by. And she has real problems to run from. An alcoholic mother, an abusive ex-boyfriend, and the lowest grades in school. It's time for V...