The Foreskin Trilogy. The lost glasses.

[Grace Saunders]

Oh, I don't like the winter. Soft fluffy snow is fine. It's when it hardens and becomes slippery ice. In January, I fell up the road and lost my glasses. I could have seriously hurt myself as I smashed my head on the pavement.
I think also maybe part of my brain fell out. But I can't remember.