Our class sings along as Miss O’Hara plays the piano. You’ll look sweet / Upon the seat / Of a bicycle built for two. Miss O’Hara spins around on the bench to face the class of kindergartners seated at her feet. No more than 25 years old, she is pretty and sweet, and as she walks by it’s like the scent of flowers through an open window. I gaze up at her, picturing the two of us on a bicycle built for two....
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