It always comes down to who is doing the naming. And if it’s a bunch of boys in 8th grade, you might want to step back, cover your ears.
I Play With Balls by Paul Crenshaw
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Optimism by Paul Crenshaw
This morning I wanted to buy a book about space travel, but the cold outside depressed me.
We’re Nowhere Near the End by Paul Crenshaw
The son stood across the small creek, 40 yards from the father. The father, 28 or 30, held a football, preparing to punt. I’ll say now the boy seemed tense.
