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on the road

part 8

By Robbie BalePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
on the road
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8.

We pulled into the driveway and I was so relieved. Finally, we can get out of this car and relax. The grass in our yard was up to my knees. Our mailbox was about to explode from the amount of mail in it. No one had been mowing our yard for almost 3 months. We open the door and there are spider webs everywhere. An odor that wasn’t that pleasant. Someone had left the tap in the bathtub on before we left. The bathtub flooded and fell through the floor. I didn’t even want to know how long it would take to repair.

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