An hour later,
We're sitting in the body of a wooden canoe.
Ella hands me a paddle.
"Just stroke forward," she instructs me.
"I'll handle the turning and other stuff."
With my first push of the paddle,
The canoe glides forward into the smooth, clear water.
It's nice and warm
But hopefully, I won't end up swimming right now.
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Her
RomansI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
