Just like a real teen, My Brilliant Friend’s transition into adolescence can be rough

Blood. Pain. Swelling. Lumpiness. Sweat, tears, hair, and confusion. A young girl on the verge of young-womanhood could be forgiven for assuming that her body exists in a state of open revolt, as if it is attempting to throw off the yoke of personhood by showing how deeply displeased it is with the being who steers it…

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