Blackberry Juice

Blackberry Juice — page 1
Chapter One Where are the sudsy sheep and the horses with velvet noses The grumbling tractors and shiny silos When Mom said we were moving to a farmhouse I pictured a wide front porch and a tire swing strung from a huge tree Like in a picture book But I guess real life isn’t a picture book We’ve unfolded our bodies from the stinky moving van Rudy my little 1