My Name was Supposed to be Elizabeth Ann

— Stories from the Roads (Not) Taken

(third in an occasional series on BOOKS THAT MATTER & THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM) Leslie Stack speaks in tongues. Not like that.  Like this: While listening to audiobooks, Leslie has a subconscious tendency to assume their voices, mimicking them with convincing accuracy. Once, when her two sons were boys, they drove to Washington DC …

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