The morning sun sat low on the horizon, reflecting from the windows of our big yellow school bus as it bounced along the blacktop of the two-lane prai- rie highway. My eight-year-old sister, Ruthie, and I were on boar...The morning sun sat low on the horizon, reflecting from the windows of our big yellow school bus as it bounced along the blacktop of the two-lane prai- rie highway. My eight-year-old sister, Ruthie, and I were on board, traveling with the rest of Ruthie’s public school track team, bound for the county meet fifty miles away. The meet was a first for her. She craned her neck展开更多
文摘The morning sun sat low on the horizon, reflecting from the windows of our big yellow school bus as it bounced along the blacktop of the two-lane prai- rie highway. My eight-year-old sister, Ruthie, and I were on board, traveling with the rest of Ruthie’s public school track team, bound for the county meet fifty miles away. The meet was a first for her. She craned her neck