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THE CRUMBLING BRICK

JoHannah Reardon



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Copyright © 2011 by JoHannah Reardon

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THE CRUMBLING BRICKS

“Ella, is your room clean?” called the worn, tired voice from the bottom of the stairs.

“Yes, Grandma.” Ella’s voice rose as if she was yelling through a megaphone, hoping her grandmother would hear and leave her alone. School was bad enough but summer vacation was even worse. To be twelve and have nothing to do but clean her room seemed unbearable. Ella and her mother lived in the city in her grandmother’s apartment so things had to be done Grandma’s way. Since her mother spent all day at work, it was up to Ella to do Grandma’s bidding.

Ella kicked the big stuffed bear that sat at the foot of her bed. Sometimes she missed the days when she could hug him and find company in his worn brown fur. He was no comfort today and even made her angry for looking so satisfied when she felt glum.

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