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D. J. Reddall
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I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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The Leaf Bath
Harold was not really into these visits with his grandfather. Once a month, no matter what he was doing or how he felt about it, his mother drove him to his grandfather’s lame, smelly apartment in the sad neighborhood where she had grown up. Harold couldn’t really understand why his grandfather still lived there. He wasn’t like, really poor or whatever. Harold and his parents had a nice place in a sweet neighborhood on the south side. His grandfather must be living like this by choice, which had to show he was crazy or like, really challenged, you know?
By D. J. Reddall3 months ago in Fiction
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