I’ll Stumble, I’ll Fall, I’ll Get Up Again: Chapter Forty:
“Alyssa, are we going to dance again?”
“Of course Ana.” I assured my little sister. I still wasn’t very coordinated, but Ana didn’t care about that.
“Does it hurt Alyssa?”
“Sometimes it does.” I admitted. I knew that Ana could see through anything less than the truth. People had a habit of giving Ana far less…