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Mahler, A.M.
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Fiction
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2020
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English
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The first time she healed me, I was in fourth grade. I slid into home plate and snapped the bone in my lower leg. The white, blinding pain was excruciating, and I screamed and cried like a little girl. The umpire, my coach, and I all swore we could hear the bone crack. We won the game, but I ended u