Keyla traded her waist-long hair for a drum, and now her grandmother won't say a word to her. Then, on parade day, an old black-and-white photo appears in the crowd — of a girl with short hair and a very familiar face.
Part 2 of 2 in A New Face in the Window
En la puerta de la casa, la abuela ve a Keyla. Ella le mira el pelo. El pelo largo ya no está.
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