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Submitted to Contest #312
Summers used to mean storming the cabin, bickering over turns on the rope swing, and spitting cherry pits into the long grass. Malakai remembers how Grandpa would drive them over the crunching hill into town to show them off: Freddy with his arms tanned copper from afternoons spent playing football with friends, Malakai with his spare frame partially shielded behind his brother, inattentive to the action. At the bar, Grandpa’s employees asked after Freddy’s grades and championships. He was at home in the performance, all lively gestures and ...
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