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Off That Lawn
Ron touched my elbow and murmured that we should go.
I had stood long enough. My body was starting to shake from the effort of it, and my stitches were no joke.
Susan came toward me, stopped herself, then asked, “May I… may I see them?”
She looked at Mason first, then Lily, and fresh tears hit her cheeks when Lily yawned.continue reading …
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