Ava leaned down, kissed her papery forehead, and whispered back, “You taught me.”
At dinner, while her sister dissected a strawberry into eighths, Ava cut the air with her knife, speared the entire roasted potato, and wedged it past her teeth in one steaming, reckless bite. Her mother winced. Her father hid a smile behind his napkin. big mouthfuls ava
Ava didn’t sip from life; she swallowed it whole. Ava leaned down, kissed her papery forehead, and
The Hunger of Ava