The Glass Voice by Olivia Snowe illustrated by Michelle Lamoreaux STONE ARCH BOOKS
You know the story You’ve heard it before Everyone has Now read it again A new twist A new gasp The story is told again TWICETOLD
1 Chantella Verre sat in the dressing room in the church and sniffled She ran her fingers over the green velvety fabric of the couch No more crying she mumbled She lifted her chin and found her reflection in the mirror on the dressing table Ugh I look awful she said to herself Her eyes were red and swollen Makeup ran down her cheeks She stepped into the bathroom blew her nose and wiped the smeared makeup from her face Then she heard a knock on the door You in there Chantella her dad said He stuck his head in as she came out of the bathroom Hi Dad she said doing her best to cover up the crying in her voice and the runny in her nose She sat on the couch again and tried to smile for him he had just gotten married after all but it turned to a sobbing hiccup Her dad sighed and walked into the room He squatted in front of his daughter of course he wouldn’t sit down next to
