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Submitted to Contest #139
I breath in deep as the breeze brushes past my face catching the faint scent of campfire, musk, and fryer oil – plaid. I’m brought back immediately to that beautiful spring day as a child, when all the worries of the real world hadn’t caught up to me and life seemed so simple. When the worst thing I could imagine was not being able to go to Grandpa’s because of the extra shift my mother had to pick up to “Pay bills, because that’s not something you have to worry about yet Meg”, she would say. It was always an adventure at Grandpa’s, blanke...
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