slammed shut. Al threw away the tissue, grasped the photo’s edge in his left hand, and shuffled back to his still-dark room. He placed the photo on his dresser and fished his role of Scotch tape out of the Office Depot bag of his school supplies. With the photo he walked back next to his bed and held the picture firm against the wall. He took the Scotch tape with the same hand
that held the photo and pulled out a couple of strips. He placed them along the photo, sealing it against his green wallpaper. “It’s a beautiful photo,” Mother said, leaning in the doorframe. Alsace nodded back at her and then turned to look at his father, mimicking his foolish grin.
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