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Submitted to Contest #186
I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to go to my great-grandparents house—it was always stiflingly warm and it smelled funny. Unless we sat outside, where the wasps were building a nest not three feet from the backyard swing. We’d sit for hours, talking about relatives dead long before my birth or events I knew nothing about. It was always grownup stuff and I, as a matter of fact, was not a grownup. Old people in an old house filled with old stuff. However, I guess that stuff wasn’t always so old. My great-grandfather was a Seabee in World War...
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