I woke up this morning just like I do every morning, asking Ma for some grits, when Ma replies ''we don't have enough money for grits anymore.'' I stare with my mouth hanging wide open. I start babbling. Ma hushes me and explains everything. By the end, I am bawling. That is when I realize things are about to get a LOT worse.
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