Pleasantly Plump

"I think Carla is a good friend," Surrena said, patting my leg. I gave a timid smile at her thoughtfulness... and then she continued, "And she's not fat; she's pleasantly plump." My fourth-grade classmates giggled and guffawed at her unintentionally backhanded compliment. Mrs. Nesmith had meant well — sitting us all in a circle and... Continue Reading →

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