My mind drifts like the cottonwood on the breeze to the peculiarness of seeing an extra-large U-Haul being hauled and the delight of seeing my daughter’s smile each time she dunked her face into the water fountain at Winco. The strength of the scent of lilac in the air seems manufactured, like in Disney’s resortContinue reading “No Bad Kids”
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