Yesterday, I showed my mom the short story
I wrote as a makeup for Ms. Hawes’s class
about a girl who stops taking crap from guys.
I got a dollar for my A.
This morning, Nuts & Chews set a gold
foil box on my place mat. Neatly folded
inside, an olive-green mohair sweater.
Cardigan, my size.
I think Mom’s and my story will
have a happy ending, after all.
His name is Lou.