Official ACT Reading Thread April 2013

ephemeralbliss
Mon, 15 Apr 2013 16:40:19 +0000

"…by the acrid but friendly smell of coffee brewing.
Before I was fully awake, my grandmother would often scoop me in her arms to take me to where they were milking the cows she still kept. Her neck smelled of fresh talcum, and…"

“Every afternoon, around four o’ clock, I had to take a bath and get dressed “for the evening.” I would set aside my boots I hated, with their hard insoles to support my flat feet, and put…”

That’s all I could find.