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An old man named Jon followed his grandson to the kid's bedroom. Jon had peppered hair and specs of white stubble matted his chin. He was frumpy, but he always thought frumpy was a good thing, because he got to the point in life where he was allowed to be frumpy. He didn't have to worry about impressing anyone anymore. Not even his wife. His grandson, Timmy, had a room when he stayed here each summer. His blanket's had dinosaurs on them. Some had open wings flying across the cover, others had giant teeth, and some had spikes flowing down the...
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"I'm sorry." I said as I held her hand. I held her palm with both of mine, rubbing the back of her hand with my thumbs.She didn't look at me. Her stare was blank and expressionless, I couldn't tell if she were mad or upset. I knew I had hurt her though."Please, look at me. Please say something." I said.The television played in the background; no sound came from it. I wished I could've turned the volume all the way up so I wouldn't need to worry about anyone listening in on our conversation. Except, I didn't want to reach over her to grab the...
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